I'll only say this:
Ever take off on Friday and be bombarded first thing Monday morning with things that need fixed while you were out? Cripes, it's like this place cannot exist without me.
I now have a few moments of spare time as I sit here and watch a machine back-up via Ghost. Isn't it ironic that things seem to "break" whenever I am never around? Just another reason as to why I don't like to take time off work.
Monday mornings. Who needs them. Blah!