{"id":1779,"date":"2008-08-21T09:38:03","date_gmt":"2008-08-21T13:38:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2008\/08\/21\/where-this-leaves-me\/"},"modified":"2008-08-21T09:38:03","modified_gmt":"2008-08-21T13:38:03","slug":"where-this-leaves-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2008\/08\/21\/where-this-leaves-me\/","title":{"rendered":"Where This Leaves Me"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s now official: Randy and I are going away for Labor Day Weekend. There was a great deal on flights (using frequent flyer miles) to Toronto. Only 17,500 miles per person for direct flights. We&#8217;re going to head out next Friday and come back Tuesday morning (and go straight to work). I found what appears to be a decent hotel just outside the Gay Village and overlooking Allan Gardens (whatever that is). The subway is just over two blocks away, but the streetcar stops right at the corner.<\/p>\n<p>And for this 4+ day trip, I&#8217;m only having to use one vacation day. Which is a good thing because I&#8217;ve developed this obsession with maintaining a decent number of vacation days in the event of an emergency (if I get fired or quit, it gets paid out to me in my final check). My pool of days is actually at the lowest it&#8217;s been in a few years: after Ptown this coming weekend and Toronto next weekend, I&#8217;ll have 18.92 days remaining.<\/p>\n<p>I know, I know &#8211; that&#8217;s a damn good number of days to have. I guess I still recall my childhood when my parents only got 2 weeks per year&#8230;even after decades with the same employer. And I remember my first jobs when I had 1 week for the first year and 2 weeks after that. <\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s the same thing with savings. My parents never had a pot to piss in (okay, we could afford a pot, but it leaked) so savings was a fantasy for us, not a reality. My first decade after college was the same. Between Boston rents and college loans and all of the other every day expenses, I never had much to fall back on. I fortunately never lived paycheck-to-paycheck (I was able to maintain at least $1,000 at all times), but the amount in savings never increased. It was my nest egg and I tried to never touch it.<\/p>\n<p>Now that I&#8217;m in my, gasp, late 30&#8217;s I finally have an actual nest egg, thanks to having purchased and sold former condos. It&#8217;s a nice feeling to know that I&#8217;m covered if something happens. I may tap into it on the rare occasion, but always keep it above a certain level and replenish what I took out whenver I can.<\/p>\n<p>And that&#8217;s how I treat my vacation days, I guess. I&#8217;m willing to use them (I think vacation time is extremely important and am disgusted at how little this country offers) but I also want to keep a bank of 15-20 days at any given time&#8230;just in case. In some ways, I suppose it was beneficial for me to grow up lower-middle class and to start off my career with jobs that offered pitiful benefits. Not only does it make me appreciate the amazing benefits I have now (and the ability to put a bit into savings each check), but it makes me not take these things for granted, either.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s now official: Randy and I are going away for Labor Day Weekend. There was a great deal on flights (using frequent flyer miles) to Toronto. Only 17,500 miles per person for direct flights. We&#8217;re going to head out next Friday and come back Tuesday morning (and go straight to work). I found what appears [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":74,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1779","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1779","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/74"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1779"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1779\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1779"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1779"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1779"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}