Senility has Officially set in

Monday night, my long time friend and long time boss, Rebecca, asked me what I was going to do on my Vacation.  I looked at her as if she had sprouted wings.  

"I'm not on Vacation anytime soon!"

Yes, you are.  It's on the schedule.

"Nah."

Today, Chuck checked with the Keeper of the Office Records at his place of employment, and yes, we are both scheduled off next week.  And we both forgot.

Now, I like my job.  I really do.  I do not like some of the "tools" I have been given to do my job, but I like my job.  I can literally change people's lives.  I can (sometimes) make the convoluted idiocy that can be health insurance understandable.

But I do not like my job enough to forget scheduled vacation time.

One more year until 50.

What will I forget then!?