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determined to give the impression i had a bad vacation

x: How was Disneyland? Did Paul have a good birthday?
me: We learned that the terrible twos are nothing compared to the terrible threes. But we had fun -- in spite of that.
x: What happened?
me: He's just not as tractable as he used to be, and he's much more easily frustrated. Oh well. I just talked to a friend and she said the terrible twos last until about age 4. Joy.
x: Lucky you. You must have enjoyed being out of the office -- I can't remember the last time you took a day off.
me: I was remarkably non-productive while I was out. I'm a little ashamed of that -- the need to accomplish just wasn't strong enough. I spent quite a bit of time sitting on the couch playing video games.
x: There is absolutely nothing wrong with that. That's what days out of the office are for.
me: It's foreign for me. I am actually quite relieved to be back at work.
x: You scare me.



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