It's not a big trip, it's a small trip. It's a 4 day trip to visit my brother in a, well, not hugely exciting town. But my brother is a hugely cool person, so it all balances out. And when I get back from said trip? Why, dear IR's, I will do NOTHING. Not a thing. For the rest of the week. Ok, ok, I'll go to this training that I kind of am making happen for 2 days, but the rest of the week I'm not going to work, and even when I go to the training, I'm wearing jeans and a t shirt and running shoes and I'm not carrying a pager or checking my work email or anything. Anything at all! It'll be nigh on 12 days of not being my profession, just being a person. I'll be seeing distant family (my bro), close family (wife and kids), maybe tons of TV, and I hope even a movie theater. I'll also be seeing the bottle of many a glass of beer. I. Cannot. Wait.
I don't know if it says something bad about your job when you get so excited about not doing it. I suppose it doesn't. It doesn't say something good about it, but it doesn't have to be bad. Perhaps I just love it so much that I can't stop thinking about it and so it gets a bit overwhelming, so a break will help me to love it even more. Yes, that's it. We'll go with that, then. Here is how my request for leave should look:
Dear job: it's not you, it's me. I just need some space. Some time away to grow, to know myself! You know I love ya, baby. No, I won't do any other activity at all while we're apart. I'll just sit in a room and mope for missing you. I promise. Bye bye.
7 days and counting :o)