Free At Last (Sort Of)

She's back! She's finally back! The real charge nurse is back and I'm free again (sort of). It's so nice to sit in my favorite corner again and not be bothered (as much). What bliss. No one complained to me the whole evening. I'm still stuck being charge 40% of the time, but that's a 60% improvement over this last month.

The charge nurse went to Paris and India for vacation. During her stay in Paris, she didn't leave her room until it was time to go to the airport. Why did she refuse to venture out? Because it was cold. Now, I have no doubt that Paris is cold in December, but that's why coats, gloves and hats were invented. Her family wisely ventured out without her and brought her back such French specialties as Chinese take out. She doesn't like French cuisine or even cheese or bread! What a waste. Her family should have taken me instead of her with them.

India was different, but not better. It was oppressively hot and humid and she was dripping in sweat the entire time because the place where she was staying had no air conditioning. It also had no screens on the windows. Her mosquito bites are just starting to heal. She also didn't venture from her accommodations in India, but that I can sort of understand.

She sure is glad to be back home. I know that feeling too. I have had a few vacations that were so nice I never wanted to leave, but I've had many more vacations where coming home was the best part of the trip.