I’m sitting at the Lake of the Ozarks in a condo that we rented with some friends. My daughter is with her grandmother. My wife is out shopping. My buddy is playing Red Dead Redemption on his PS3. And what am I doing? I’m CODING.

I swear I’m incapable of letting my brain just check out and do nothing. I can’t help but think about all the items on my plate and what work is going to be like when I return next week. Sometimes I wonder if vacation is even worth it.