unpaid.

i stayed home from work today even though i've long since used up all of my p.t.o. (paid time off). so i'm not getting paid to sit here in my pajamas at 1:30 in the afternoon and stare out the window. i'm not getting paid. unpaid. it feels strange to me that i find this unfortunate since most of my life has been unpaid. the first time i used a day of "p.t.o" it was all i could talk about, unable to grasp that someone would pay me to lay in the grass or do my laundry. today i can't believe that i have to do these things for free. i guess they got me. they got me good.