Showing posts with label vacation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vacation. Show all posts

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Use-or-Lose...

It’s that time of year again when the pace of things at the federal government grinds to a halt and nearly everyone with more that four or five years on the job has visions of the next two weeks off dancing in their heads. It’s use-or-lose leave season in the federal government and that means for all practical purposes, the bureaucracy ceases to function in any meaningful way. The burning of excess leave is one of the great traditions of government employees and I’m happy to be partaking once again this holiday season.

Occasionally, though, you run into a problem during this time of year; an issue that someone thinks just can’t wait until after the start of the new year. That’s when the endless round of phone tag and a steady stream of email interrupts what you were sure was going to be two weeks of rest and relaxation. There’s really not a tactful way to tell people to bugger off, but I’m going to try my best to do it for two weeks starting tomorrow afternoon around 3:30.

As a rule, I do my damndest to avoid contacting people when they are on leave, If I drop them an email, it’s for something they’ll need to know when they get back to the office, not something they should be working on when they are burning vacation time. I’ll never object to answering a few emails here and there or even returning an occasional phone call while I’m gone… But I don’t want anyone to get the impression that I’m going to spend any more than the barest minimum amount of time thinking about or doing work while I’m gone. So, if you want the cheap and easy answer to your questions, ask me sometime in the next 16 days… or if you want the well-developed and articulated answer, give me a call on January 4th and I’ll give it something close to my full attention.

Until then, I encourage those calling on official business to please leave a message and I’ll return your call in the order in which it was received… eventually.

Saturday, February 28, 2009

Good for what ails you...

It seems that a few late-winter days in the sun are just what the doctor ordered to pick up the spirits. It's been a marvelous trip so far and to my own great surprise I haven't picked up my blackberry or turned on my laptop in the better part of five days now. Of course I know all that work I've been avoiding will probably bitchslap me on Tuesday, but at the moment I'm more concerned with the 5-7 inches of snow that are expected to fall in the Charlotte area tomorrow through the day. I'm not particularly enamoured with the ending this particular idyll with delayed flights and snowstorms. Call me crazy.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Yeah, so I pack like a girl…

In a touch over 14 hours, I’ll be headed to Charlotte on the short leg of tomorrow’s itinerary. I always think my packing for TDY is bad until I have to pack for one of my own trips. I’m serious this time, though… I’m only checking one bag and will cram as much electronic gear as humanly possible into my carry one. I know it’s true that I pack like a girl, but I rarely get somewhere and think, “damn, I wish I had insert-name-of-item here.” With that being said, I’d better get back to it… I have a lot of empty suitcase that needs filled.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Getting in the mood...

Believe it or not there are times when I have had to actually work on getting myself psyched to go on vacation. There's always work piling up and the backlog when I return from where ever I wandered off to will certainly be enough to stun a team of oxen in their tracks. Some of it is usually the busybody in me just hating to be out of the loop for more than a day or two. For the record, this is not one of those times. I'm ready for this one and can't cut the feather soon enough. The only question now is whether I have the self discipline to leave the blackberry at home.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

St. Thomas

I didn't really make it anywhere fun last spring and have decided to make up for that by taking a rather spur of the moment trip to St. Thomas at the end of the month. A week of sun, sand, blue water, and rum is likely just what the doctor ordered to start getting out of my traditional winter funk. Add in pleasant company and it should be a real event. With only 13 days left in the count, it can't get here fast enough. I'm not saying I'm the hardest working man in showbusiness, but I think I'm overdue for a break (and no, three week training classes don't count as a break)!