The first of the three Mondays I bailed from work on was one which I set up with my bosses well in advance. I offered no explanation, just informed my government and contracting managers that I needed a personal day. It had been a while since I had given myself a random day off and I didn’t feel the need to belabor the point. For the second one, though, I explained both why I was taking off and retroactively why I had taken off (in both cases, it was because of doctors appointments for the kids with the pediatrician and/or various specialists - again, they’re all fine, a lot of these were routine follow-ups) and even went so far as to apologize for scheduling things for consecutive Mondays (though I pleaded, mostly truthfully, that the doctors weren’t giving us much choice). By the time the need for a third Monday in a row off became apparent, I decided I needed to take a new tack, and rather than schedule it in advance I simply went the (bogus) sick day route. And nobody really batted an eye. I was keenly aware of the fact that I had been avoiding going to work on Mondays for the duration of April, but I don’t think either of my managers really noticed.
And today, my contracting manager is on leave and my government supervisor has been in and out, and nobody has given me a single assignment to work on all day. I have a few odds and ends, some long-term low-priority projects that could nominally keep me busy, but nothing urgent and/or important. It’s probably for the best that I punched in today, for my own sake, before three-day weekends became an even harder habit to break, but that’s about the best justification for getting out of bed this morning I can come up with right now.
I know I should count my blessings for having a flexible job, with bosses who are cool with (or oblivious to) my comings and goings, and enough paid time off saved up to use at will, and I am glad for it all, really. I could have a better job situation, but it could be a lot worse in many ways. Still, if I’m going to get back into the swing of blogging during the week, it just wouldn’t feel like a proper Monday without me belly-aching about the absurdity of my current gig, right?