Since officially signing on to build our first ever home we've been thinking and planning much more into the future than usual. Currently we're scheduled to move into our home two weeks after our 5th wedding anniversary, which is also two weeks before my 30th birthday and just less than 6 weeks before a half marathon I'm hoping to do out of state.....the timing is interesting. It feels like we have a lot of balls in the air (hehe I just got a horrible mental picture, not those kind of balls!!!!)
With all that said V and I have been talking about our paid time off schedules, both of us accumulate a good amount each year but both of our employers have a "use it or lose it" policy. I have carefully scheduled the hours I am required to use and I will hoard the rest for: the move, our get away (aka anniversary/my bday celebration/ half marathon trip) and heaven forbid one of us gets sick. Then there is V, I love him-I really do.....but he doesn't see
I just couldn't help but laugh a little, we see things so differently. And I get it, I do. V just took a day off recently because work was so slow and spent the day with Liam, both of them had a blast! I can see where V is coming from wanting to spend that time with Liam again, I just wish he'd carry over a little safety net.
Can I get an Amen?