Here’s a funny little thing that happened to work out:
I mentioned earlier that we’re going over to Pennsylvania, scouting out retirement locations, and the area we’re going to (Hanover) is about seven hours or so by car, and we’re going for a week.
The week before that, I’m on call, so any after-hours work falls on me, including the weekend just before my vacation starts.
I wasn’t really thinking of that, and it’s customary to leave the weekend before for vacations starting on a Monday.
The other day, my manager mentioned it a team meeting that a buttload of work was scheduled for that Saturday in question, my on-call week. I immediately popped up and said, “Sorry, someone will have to cover for me, I’m on vacation that Monday, so I won’t be here.” - Saturday work got assigned to a backup.
Later that night, looking at my personal calendar for something else, I noticed I was indeed home and available on Saturday, that MrsT had us leaving on Sunday…odd.
Well crap.
I knew I’d have to tell everybody that I’d be able to cover the Saturday work after all, and was a little perturbed that MrsT had set us to leave on Sunday instead of Saturday.
Today, I was all set to do that when MrsT popped into the back room and said, “I had us leaving Sunday next week, just saving a night’s accommodation, but I’ve had three clients ask me about Tru hotels now, and there’s one in Chambersburg, so I just booked us in there for Saturday night, if that’s ok. We have to leave a day early, but I need to try one out to see if I’d recommend it.”
Saved at the last minute!