Counting The Days

When I wake up, it will be Monday. I mean, it's Monday now but that doesn't affect the accuracy of my first sentence. The point is, it's the start of another week at work. I don't hate my job, but it's hard to get too excited about taking credit card payments all day (unless fraud is your bag), so I certainly look forward to mid-January when I'm planning on knocking my job on the head and doing something exciting until my stack of hard-earned money (that's quite a satisfying cliché when you're talking about yourself) dwindles to the price of a ticket home from whichever country I end up in.
So anyway, what I wanted to do with this post was to get a statistical breakdown of the time I have left until work is over. Let's say I finish work on Friday January 18th 2007 - this basically gives me two months of work from today, or to be more accurate, 61 days (I think). I reckon this works out as nine five-day weeks, so that's 45 days of work. Man, that sounds like a lot. That's 360 hours. Weirdly, that doesn't sound so bad. Plus knock off a couple of (paid?) days for Xmas and that's even better. Perhaps a couple of extra days of holiday wouldn't go amiss to sweeten the deal. Perhaps going to bed earlier than this on a work night would make me happier at work.
Gah.