Fantasy Letter

Dear Work,

This letter is to inform you that I will only be working two more days this month, the days I handle payroll.

Having carefully considered this issue, I have come to the conclusion that I cannot be expected to work this month. There are Things To Do. I need to wrap presents, cook, and, most importantly, sit on my couch and knit. I'm working on a sweater, you see, and it is much more engrossing than the current data cleanup project I've been slogging through at the office.

I know, I know. I preach "garbage in, garbage out" until people want to throttle me.  I understand that data cleanup is important. But is it really so important that it can't wait until January?  That's what I thought.

In case of emergency, I may be reached at home.  By "emergency," I mean "building is burning down and there are puppies and kitties inside."  All other items can wait until January.

Speaking of January, I will not be working the two weeks surrounding my birthday.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and I know we will enter February with renewed appreciation for one another.  Have a happy holiday season.

Love,
Bonnie