R Man and I have been wallowing in leisure during the holidays. My office was pretty dead since Christmas week and I was feeling poorly, so I took off for the last week and a half, except for one Monday when I foolishly went in, realized I felt like hell and turned tail to return home. Since then we have encouraged each other to call in and just laze about, slackers in our jammies, looking forward to dealing with nothing more demanding than a decision on where to go to lunch.
But now the party’s over and we’re back to work on Monday. I was looking at the last couple of weeks as practicing for when we can actually retire. I think I can handle it. In the meantime, if you need me, I’ll be trying to figure out how to construct a bunk bed in my cubicle.