Two more days of freedom...
Yes, that's right, after tomorrow, I will once again join the ranks of
the full-time employed. This would be absolutely no problem except for
one wrinkle: I will have no vacation time for one year. No trips home,
no seeing my Mum, or other family, for one entire year.
So, I did what any all-American girl would do. I had a meltdown. Yep,
tears, raging, the whole nine yards. I hate them, but the bright side is
that a meltdown is a sure-fire way of getting Jon to actually listen to
me. Not that I have these episodes intentionally, but when everything
builds up and up and up, at some point, pressure must be relieved! We'll
see how everything goes for awhile.