I went to work already hoping it would be over. Just five hours standing between me and two whole weeks of sweet F.A. I'm sure we've all had that feeling, that anticipation of the time off to come, and the utter contempt at being forced to work before we can have it. It may build up in the preceding week, but this last day is the killer.
Still, it didn't drag on all that much, and finally I am home, and free to do as I please for, in fact, more than 14 whole days. Feels good man.
My rating: 5/5