I wasn't holding my breath on this one. Our manager likes to change things alot. I think he enjoys it. I am on vacation. And the bonus: it's just me and the dogs in the house for the week. I know I have the Christmas shopping to do, and running mom around as usual. Personally I hope I don't slip up and tell her I'm on vacation. She'll want to run around all week. My plans? Not a whole lot. Going to finish the borders on the last quilt top and get another one started. I am not going to answer the phone when the company name shows up as the Id on the cell phone. I am not taking personal calls from co-workers complaining about work. I am not going to go to work because someone didn't show up for work. What I do get to do is stay up late! Watch TV all day, sew, oh yeah and sometime this week I get to meet daughters doctor boyfriend. He is a Physical Therapist (sp?) I wish he had been a chiropractor, I could use one of them in the family. I had to promise not to talk bad about her, make embarassing remarks about her, start a fight with her in the restaurant or tell stories of the trouble she use to get into and not mention the previous bf's. This could be a long quiet dinner.