For every silver lining, there is a gray cloud

Here's a funny little side-effect of enjoying one's job: vacation is no longer the get-out-of-jail-free card it was this time last year.

Don't get me wrong, I still like vacations. Love 'em, in fact. I especially enjoy vacations like this one, the kind where I stay in town and just loaf. But when 5pm Friday rolled around last week I didn't feel like skipping to the exit, and I know I'm not going to be at the bus stop on Monday wailing like a little kid, "I don't WANNA go to work. Waaaah!" (On the inside, of course. Don't want to scare the students.)

Huh. Odd.