Been drinking since we got to the hotel room Friday afternoon. Not even a buzz after vodka/crans one after another NYE. Megan woke up trashed, I woke up feeling great.
At the Florida Aquarium and Owen loves it.
Still have 6 days left. No idea what else we’ll do besides pool/beach bum with two kids. Maybe the petting zoo in Tampa.
Work email is blowing up and I’m ignoring all of it. They know I’m on my first real vacation in seven years at this company, and they have consultant help that they had prior to me. Fuck off, I’m off the clock.