No, this isn’t about the BBC comedy. On Saturday, I’m off on a week’s vacation to San Francisco with my family. And extended family (i.e. aunt, uncle and cousin), at that. To say I’m looking forward to a few days of not having to monitor the flow of requests in and out of my e-mail, or the constant revising of my task list.
I’ll even, some say luckily, miss a number of meetings that I would otherwise be involved in. Being the control freak I can be about projects, the idea of not being there is rather difficult to swallow this week. Next week, when I’m happily riding the cable cars, visiting Japantown for the latest imports, and catching up with some friends, I don’t think I’ll care.
That much, anyway.