I've been through a tough period, and it is not over quite yet. I can
reasonably foresee things will not be easier until next summer.
Despite being demanding, and at times a frustrating, I like my job very
much, and it has been a mean of release in my standard week. It might
be because of this that I cumulated quite a number of PTO days!
Apparently I can't save more than a few for the next year, so I'm going
to take a somewhat long time off for the winter holidays.
We are not travelling this winter, and I couldn't be more grateful.
Deep down I still like the idea of traveling: I can picture myself
having a quiet and delicious meal with a huge beer in between flights.
But that time is over. Travelling with family is plain stressful.
On the top of it, I'm increasingly intollerant towards people, and
what I really crave for some time to spend alone, in silence, without
the pressure of the external world, or some idiotic religion-infused
conspirancy theory.
I hope I'll be able to read and spend some time on my projects.
Ironically, given how hard it is for me to find some time for myself,
I'm a bit stressed by the idea of not using it wisely.
