Taking a Thursday and Friday off is not my favorite way to use PTO. The three days of work go by quickly, and it’s hard to get anything substantial done. Then the two days of vacation go by quickly, and it never quite feels like they blend into the weekend to create a four day block. This week has followed that pattern. It feels like it’s vanished, and both the sense of accomplishment and the serenity of vacation feel a bit low.
With that said, neither feeling is quite as low as it might be on a typical split week. I didn’t have super big stuff I was trying to get done before Wednesday, but I had a decent list and I managed to get through the whole thing. Then Quinn’s birthday was yesterday, and that was a busy day but a good one. We split up in the evening because we wanted to get him to his tennis lesson and also wanted to let him eat out even though Kate can’t eat out for a little while (trying to limit cross contamination for a few months). Not necessarily ideal, but at the end of the day he was happy, and that’s what we hope for on the kids’ birthdays. Then today was nice–we planned to go to Morton Arboretum, but it was a bit cold and so we ended up seeing Iron Man 3, then finished things off with a quiet night at home.
So there weren’t momentous achievements, and I’m not on the biggest vacation high ever, but there’s still some satisfaction. Kind of like the week is more than the sum of its parts. Not a bad place to be on a Friday night–it makes it less critical to have an awesome weekend. Will still shoot for that, though.