11 Months Remain

I have no idea where the last few months have gone...but they've flown by. Today marks the start of my 26th month. How did I choose to celebrate?

I didn't.
Why?

Something about finding your official furlough notice first thing in the morning sort of ruins your day.

Why is it that even when something icky, even when you know is going to happen finally happens it still hits with the same amount of impact? I knew it was coming. Shoot, I'm even looking forward to the mandated time off but reading that letter? I was sick to my stomach.