As a full-time working mama of three with an hour commute, I hold my 10 measly vacation days, greedily, close to my heart. Coming off of last year, when I used my vacation time to pad my maternity, er, short-term disability leave (seriously, America, get it together), I deliberated extra hard this year on how to use my time. I ended up taking a random Friday and saving a day for my son's first day of preschool and few more for the holiday season. But, this week, this glorious week, was to be mine all mine. From 5:30 p.m. on Friday until 8:30 a.m. two Mondays later, I was to be a free, relaxed and slightly tanner version of me. If I had my way, I'd be cooling myself in a Dominican waterfall in no time.
By Annie As a full-time working mama of three with an hour commute, I hold my 10 measly vacation days, greedily, close to my heart. Coming off of last year, when I used my vacation time to pad my maternity, er, short-term disability leave (seriously, America, get it together), I deliberated extra hard this year on how to use my time. I ended up taking a random Friday and saving a day for my son's first day of preschool and few more for the holiday season. But, this week, this glorious week, was to be mine all mine. From 5:30 p.m. on Friday until 8:30 a.m. two Mondays later, I was to be a free, relaxed and slightly tanner version of me. If I had my way, I'd be cooling myself in a Dominican waterfall in no time. But, seriously, I was looking forward to a week away with my family at Lake Erie. Sun, sand, carbs, Nutella. It was a modest vacation, but it was mine, and I was ready. Of course, the morning we were set to leave... I kicked off my vacation with a trip to the emergency room and a searing, watery corneal abrasion. All thanks to my 15-month-old and her tiny, ragged fingernail. (MOTY Tip: Trim your kids' nails. Turns out, it's worth it.) Luckily, the doctor gave me some numbing eye drops, and I was back in vacation mode in no time. Don't feel bad for me. Sure, the first three days of my vacation were tainted by the obnoxious sensation that I had a shard of glass the size of a paperclip in my eye and one half of my nose was in constant drip mode. And, yes, I was under doctor's orders not to read, drive or have excessive screen time (all restrictions that would have had me signed out of work were I not, you know, on vacation). Don't feel bad at all. The ordeal was quick, and I was relaxing in no time.
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