Merry Christmas

So I'm off work for the next 11 days.  The company is still open between Christmas & New Years, I'm just taking unpaid vacation.  I put in for the time off after I collapsed thinking I need more recovery time but I'm doing well.  Tailbone still hurts if I sit too long on it, like slouching, so I've been more conscious of my posture.  It hurts less every day.  At this point, the daily change is miniscule.   I'm still like Princess & the Pea, if there's a cloth fold or anything extra under my tailbone, it gets uncomfortable.  Today, it was my sweater while I was sitting in the office chair.

I'm going to visit family this weekend, but only this weekend.  I have to be home at night for treatment. If I were to stay over night, I have to bring dialysis stuff: 2 bags of dialysate, the 40 lb machine, a cassette (tubes), stuff to clean the exit site, and stuff for connecting & disconnecting.  Bah Humbug!  I don't care how late I get home.  I'll sleep in on Christmas day while I finish the treatment that will run late.

Damn, it's almost 8pm now.  I was going to cook something to bring but I have to connect around 9pm so I don't have time to cook.  Back up plan is to pick something up on the way.  I hope the restaurants I want to go to will be open tomorrow before noon.

The bonus was more than usual, but no mention of meeting goals in June's project push, so I think they pro-rated that portion and added to the usual.  They didn't mention my attendance, not making 40 hrs/wk.  

Next week I'm going to pretend like I'm retired for a week.  I'm going to do stuff that I want to do that I can't do when I have to go to work.  If I like it, I'll announce my retirement.  If I'm bored or bouncing off the walls, I'll do another wait & see.  My auntie's cousin called me (I don't know what level cousin that makes to me) and we had a little chat.  He told me to retire--this, the man who was still working at 75yo.