So I’m in this hotel, working quietly on the broadband while my travelling companion is still sleeping, writing up meeting reports and editing SOWs and suchlike. And I must have gotten fifteen phone calls this morning (three is a lot for me, most days), and housekeeping won’t quit knocking on the door to try to come in and clean the room, and there’s no “Do Not Disturb Sign” anywhere in here. Also lost my VPN security key fob thingie for a while, but I found that at least.
My vacation starts this afternoon…and I’m going to have a DND sign tonight if I have to write on the door with a Sharpie. Grf. I lead such a rich, full life I wonder how I can stand the joy.