I’d sell the shit out of that. Who doesn’t need more time?
Speaking of time, it’s been a while. Sorry about that.
This is the last day of vacation.
When you read this, I will be back in cubicle. It doesn’t feel like I’ve had nine days off. Not even a little bit.
We spent the early part of last week with our mountain friends and that blew by in about five minutes. Pretty much just been recovering since we got home.
No matter how much time I take off, it never feels like enough.
Instead of focusing on the death of my PTO time, I want to tell you guys about something that happened.
It turns out that Randy has his very own tooth fairy. He didn’t even have to give up any teeth! And he didn’t get a quarter. And there was nothing under his pillow, so probably not anything like the tooth fairy.
Anyway, Randy and I both follow someone on Twitter named Jeffrey Brower.
The week before our vacation started, Randy responded to a picture of a list Jeffrey had posted. He said if anyone could tell what that list would become, he would buy them a guitar.
Randy says it looked like he was putting together a couple of custom guitars for The Brower Sisters band.
So, Jeffrey asked him what kind of guitar he wanted.
Randy said either a black Fender Telecaster with an “Ignore Alien Orders” sticker on it or an Epiphone Wildkat.
You guys, Randy had a new black Telecaster that same day.
He was just playing along, he didn’t think Jeffrey was serious about actually buying him a guitar. But what Randy found out, Jeffrey said he just really loves buying people guitars.
Joey picked the guitar up from a local music shop and brought it home. Randy held that guitar and was speechless. He was excited, you guys.
I don’t care too much about guitars, but I care about this one.
I have a hard time feeling big feelings when something exciting happens to me, but I very much can feel big feelings for someone else.
So, I guess I got a visit from the grown up tooth fairy as well. Getting to feel that jumping up and down excitement is like Christmas and birthdays and the 4th of July all rolled up in one. Without the fireworks. Also, no flying reindeer.
I wish I could slow time down just a little bit.
I really don’t want to go back to my cubicle. I’m not ready. But I do not wield that kind of power. So, I’ll just be glad that we got some time with friends and that Randy has a new guitar.