Oh gawd oh gawd oh gawd oh gawd.
Discovered today that the vacation to New York that my husband and I booked falls right on the week leading up to AND the day of the Big Event that I was hired on contract to help out with. Not that I like being a secretary in a place where I was once much more important, but still, this is a pretty big mistake to make. Boss approved vacation, but certainly never said it would be okay for me to be gone that close to the event, let alone actually miss out on the event. Planes, hotels, everything – booked.
So I have to go in tomorrow and tell him that I won’t be there.
How’s THAT for anxiety exposure?