It’s a good thing when you’re on vacation you don’t have to justify or qualify your time. I admit, I worked pretty hard the days I was home before Christmas, but the last part of this week has just been lazy. I’ve been sleeping late, not getting much done in the time I’m awake (sort of website rewrites), and retiring early. Don’t think I’m complaining — this is great — it’s just so different it seems odd. And then I remember I’m still on vacation.

I took the Maxima in for its 7500 mile maintenance — basically, an oil change it didn’t need yet, and a tire rotation, and systems check. The brakes feel different, and the ride is a little altered, but it’s all in all about the same and I’m out $60. The irony is I literally was at 7494 when I drove up to the dealer, and I didn’t even try to get that close — that’s just where the miles took me. I half-considered driving around another 6 miles just to make it ‘official’, but decided that was too anal.

Spent tonight putting my new HD in Mom’s computer and making a backup of her data. She’s moving to XP tomorrow, and for being as computer saavy as she is, she’s a real update Luddite. She’s real scared I’m going to ruin her life by jumping her from Windows 98 to XP. But, no one makes drivers for her (new, had to special order 98 from Gateway) hardware and she wants the nicest bells and whistles. Maybe she doesn’t understand I do backups for a living, and even if I didn’t, how hard is it to put Windows 98 back the way it was?

While Western Dig’s utilities were copying data, I spent the time catching up on my week of TiVo — which was mainly cooking shows Mom wanted, and some of the older recordings from before I went home. I still need to watch the Braggin’ Rights game. One of the CSI’s we watched had a (murdered) girl who ordered Sweet and Sour Pork, so guess what we ordered out for dinner?

Yeah, vacations, ya gotta love ‘em.