A few months back, Mr. Fix-It and I took a little tour of the eastern seaboard of these great United States. It was one of those working vacation things — a couple of vacation days tacked onto each end of a work event.
I used to love working vacations when I was in sales. When the togetherness got to be a bit much, there was always a customer I needed to go check on for an hour or so. I learned that from my daddy who spent many a tail end of a family hoo-ha going to the drug store to take care of something that just had to be done before morning.
Now that I reflect on it, he went on a lot of Saturday nights when the store wasn’t open again until Monday. But he HAD to get that paper work done on Saturday night. But I digress...
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