Commence Lost Week.
And so it (nearly) begins. Tomorrow is Las Vegas. Really happy I'm doing the vacation the way I am. The trips where I leave and come back mid-week are dildos. You get off of work and head straight to the airport, then on the come back you're right back to work the next day after 5 days of punishment. This way I have a night and a half to relax, clear my mind, and have time to prep for the trip, then when I'm back next Friday, I have 2 days to recover. Civilized. I checked into the flight this morning. Despite buying a row 2 seat, I still had to pay another $16 for priority boarding. Southwest you fucking whores. Whatever, sunk cost at this point, whatever gets me in and out of the airport as expeditiously as possible is worth it. Woke up this morning and immediately started a flurry of activity, got the dopp kit set up, got all my drugs, legal and otherwise, collected, charging all the electronics, etc. The bag is 90% packed, I'm checked into the Cosmo and ...