Rationing Days Off

In an unusual break in my day yesterday/Wednesday at work, I had time to re-parcel out my days off.  For some time earlier in the year, I was afraid that I would not be able to take enough days off, and if I didn't before the year was out, I would just flat-out lose them.

Well, I might have my calculations wrong, but I think I have the opposite problem now.  I did the math (I think) and I believed a few months ago that I need to average two days off a month in order to use up all the paid time off I would otherwise lose.  However, I strayed from that.  Sometimes it was out of necessity; for example, I think May filled up a lot, and so I don't think I took the two days off I thought I could.  Other times I wanted to take a third because ... well, take tomorrow/Friday.  I thought I would be taking a road trip to see my stripper girlfriend in western Minnesota, but her toilet doesn't work anymore, so that plan blew up in smoke, and then my parents came home, so there won't be a long weekend anywhere.  (I'm still taking the day off because I want to go to the Minneapolis Institute of Art and check out the art collection of Alicia Keys and her husband.)  And next month I have two MNUFC soccer Matches back-to-back.  Assuming there would be enough work for me to have to stay late, which I can't do if I want to get to the Matches on time, I figured I would stay as late at work as I could for the first Loons date, then take the next day off so that if the person to whom I am leaving so much work the first day is pissed at me, I wouldn't be there.  If she holds a grudge when I come back on Wednesday, well, maybe I'll be dead.

Bottom line is that, somehow, I now average less than two days per month to get to where I need to be.  I don't want to take off more days than I should, but then again I have gotten into the mindset that if I want to take a day off, I don't want anything to stop me.  Well, if I keep this up, I won't have any more days off I can take off.  So yeah, I'm in kind of a bind.