Monday, November 05, 2012
Elroy Jetson Grows Up
Saturday we had our annual leave sign-up for next year. I asked for the weeks after Christmas and New Year's, so I was scheduling leave for 2014. It was a heartbreaking acknowledgement that I'll be working forever. Twenty. Fourteen. Say it out loud. Doesn't it sound impossibly far in the future? Where are the flying cars, the talking dogs, the retirement plans?