My vacation started at 5ish today, after a ass busting day of fixing excel formulas and macros so they don’t break while I’m gone. I’ll have to say a small prayer to the gods that nothing goes and breaks while I’m out, causing them to call me. I hope to do a lot of relaxing with my wife and 2 year old son. Some family is coming in from out of down (fun family, not the annoying ones), so we’ll do some touristy things, rent a boat, go to the beach, not think about work.
So after dinner and this long ass day, we went to the mall to let Drew play in the indoor playground, which is a place parents apparently go to drop their 12 year old kids off so they can climb and jump from every fucking thing they see, while mommy shops for shoes. Did I mention I’m on vacation?
On another note: I’m watching flashpoint, I love this show for one good reason, very polite Canadians shooting people because they’re not being polite and Canadian enough.