After last week and the discussion between Ryan and I, I knew that one of us had to visit the other soon. We are both feeling blue and missing each other probably more than we'd ever like to admit to each other. We both admitted to each other that it's very hard on us, physically, to be away from one another.
I'm not one to really throw my personal life into anyone's face, especially my supervisors or bosses. The important people in my life know about Ryan, and the important people in his life know about me. We like it that way. However, I miss him. A lot.
My birthday is soon, and soon after is Christmas. So I thought, hey, why couldn't I see if my family will help me get up there to see Ryan instead of getting me gifts, throwing me a party and celebrating with me. I took a chance bringing it up to my mom... She didn't say no. I've had friends say they'd gladly help instead of going out.
But that wasn't the problem. It was the time off work.
Today I walked into work and looked at the amount of hours I have available to use as vacation time. 22. I would need 24. It was worth the chance of asking. You can't get anywhere if you don't try or you don't ask. So I did. I asked my boss if I could talk to her. I told her that I don't really talk about Ryan, but she knew who he was from the picture on my desk. She had *NO* idea he lived in Nova Scotia and that I haven't seen him since March. I choked up, and she told me to go get the time off request form and SHE SIGNED IT!
Merry Christmas & Happy New Years, babe. We're gunna be living it up together for a week!!!!!
81 DAYS! 81 DAYS! 81 DAYS! 81 DAYS! 81 DAYS! 81 DAYS! 81 DAYS! 81 DAYS!
I'm not one to really throw my personal life into anyone's face, especially my supervisors or bosses. The important people in my life know about Ryan, and the important people in his life know about me. We like it that way. However, I miss him. A lot.
My birthday is soon, and soon after is Christmas. So I thought, hey, why couldn't I see if my family will help me get up there to see Ryan instead of getting me gifts, throwing me a party and celebrating with me. I took a chance bringing it up to my mom... She didn't say no. I've had friends say they'd gladly help instead of going out.
But that wasn't the problem. It was the time off work.
Today I walked into work and looked at the amount of hours I have available to use as vacation time. 22. I would need 24. It was worth the chance of asking. You can't get anywhere if you don't try or you don't ask. So I did. I asked my boss if I could talk to her. I told her that I don't really talk about Ryan, but she knew who he was from the picture on my desk. She had *NO* idea he lived in Nova Scotia and that I haven't seen him since March. I choked up, and she told me to go get the time off request form and SHE SIGNED IT!
Merry Christmas & Happy New Years, babe. We're gunna be living it up together for a week!!!!!
81 DAYS! 81 DAYS! 81 DAYS! 81 DAYS! 81 DAYS! 81 DAYS! 81 DAYS! 81 DAYS!
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