Happy vacation to me...

Today is the only vacation day I will get this year.

US law being the wonderful thing it is, when I go out for my medical leave, my vacation days get used first. So today is the only real vacation day I will get this year from work; one day, snuck in after Thanksgiving so I could enjoy the wild bacchanalia of a four day weekend. I would like to tell all of you, my faithful readers, that I'm spending it committing sins and debaucheries heretofore unknown. However, I spent the morning at my in-laws, drove back from San Antonio, and now I'm fooling around on the computer while B. and A. go out and go shopping for a Barbara Kingsolver book for her English class. Tomorrow, unless the weather turns out to be just unspeakable, we're going to a Renaissance fair. Wild times.

Headaches and vertigo continue. Tiredness continues. I got a call on Wednesday from the osteoplastics surgeon, telling me they are processing all the insurance pre-approvals and working on scheduling the surgery, and I should have a definite date within two weeks. I'll be glad to just get that done, so I can back- and forward-schedule everything around it. It looks like I might miss the software rollout of our new POS system at work; I'm actually not that worried about that, as my learning style is so different from most peoples' it might be best if I learned it on my own anyway. However, it means the next month I have to shove the database cleanup into high gear and get as much dead weight cleaned out as I can... and that all has to be done by hand. There's no way to automate it; it requires someone with product knowledge (IE, me) to look and go 'Do we still sell this?'.

Emotionally, no real changes. I did find out my younger brother didn't tell one of my younger sisters (the one who Just Doesn't Do Social Media) about the tumor, so I got to drop that on her yesterday during the round of Thanksgiving calls. She seems OK with it, but she's the one who's hardest to read. So who knows? My sister PT is enigmatic as a Sphinx most of the time, so I never can tell what she's thinking...