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By my calculation, I've taken 1 sick, 0 vacation, and 0 floating holidays this year. That means that if all goes according to plan, my last day at work in 2008 will be Nublet's due date: November 26th. The rest will all be Holidays, Floating Holidays, Vacation, and Personal (Sick) days. I'm also taking off January 2nd of 2009, so I don't have to go in on a Friday as my first day back. That means 40 consecutive days off (counting weekends). Megan is taking that and more. We are going to kill each other.

Of course, this is all predicated on Nublet being born at least a day late. Even if he's a week late, my last day at work will be the 26th, because of our use-it-or-lose-it policy. And if he's early then obviously I'll be taking some time off earlier and doing a few days here and there before the end of the year. But statistically, he's got a good chance of being a little late: He's Megan's first (which is statistically late), and there's some family history of lateness. And for what it's worth, my family is late to everything we do.

I know that most of that time will be spent bonding with Nublet — when we're not changing diapers, cleaning up vomit, doing laundry, or trying to sneak in an extra 15 minutes of sleep — but that sounds like a lot of time sitting at home. And I'm happy to think of it that way for now, so I would appreciate you not spoiling my delusions with predictions of constant consciousness, thankyouverymuch.

I was telling Megan over the weekend that the next time I take vacation (baby aside), I don't want to go anywhere or do anything. So often we take off of work, only to drive hours away and get stressed out by rigid schedules and plans not coming together. It's time for a vacation where we don't have any obligations, and I can sit around the house all day in my underwear arguing with twelve-year-olds on XBox live… if that's what I want to do.