How I spent my Summer Vacation.

In my youth, I never took the time to appreciate the awesomeness that is Summer Vacation.   If I could go back in time, I would watch a little more trash TV (I gave up on Jerry and Maury too soon), run around in the sun and maybe not stuff my face with so much food, so that I could actually for once wear a two-piece.   In the past, any time off used to drive me nuts.  Last Summer, I couldn’t wait to get back to work and in fact worked through most of my vacation. WTF, right?  I’ve come to realize that I have been afraid of reaching my full, time-off potential. That is till this Summer vacation.  

My Summer had no idea what it had coming.  I used her and I used her well, I exploited every minute of every day. Not an ounce of Summer Vacay was left untouched when I was done.  My vacation went so well, that I could not sleep last night.  And as a result and am work functioning on only an hour of sleep.  Here for you my friends, a recap of the last to fabulous weeks.

Vacation was off to a rocky start. Everything may have fallen apart if not for my sweet husband. After a rough couple of days of IneedtoloseweightorIwillnevergetpregnant, he implements two a days combined with a couple of days in the country. You will haul ass down a road when their are giant grasshoppers everywhere!

I finally got my butt in gear and attempted to finish my first crocheted scarf. Notice that I said “attempted.” Paprika the cats ensures this task is derailed every chance she gets.

Had a lot of mini dates with my husband. What you can’t see is the ginormous egg salad sandwich directly in front of this plant.

After a very late evening workout, an order of nachos seemed like a good idea. Four hours later, the bubbling in my stomach, informed me that it was an incredibly stupid idea.

  

Megan Fox and I have the exact same kind of thumb. Apparently, we both have what are referred to as “clubbed thumbs.” I am no longer alone in my plight of trying to find an acrylic nail that fits my thumbs. Megan Fox, I got your back yo!

Leslie Knope (Parks and Recreation) have the same journal. Yes, I stopped and played the scene over and over again in the episode “Camping” (Season 3, episode 8). This means Leslie Knope and I both shop at Barnes & Noble! What are the chances that a fictional character and I would shop at the same place?!?

And in an effort to be a better friend- spent some time with some amazing women.

Life happens.

Life has been crazy busy and I have not made time for myself. But at least I am able to prioritize some things. Because nothing makes me happier than presents. 🙂

“Little Miss, little miss, little miss can’t be wrong…” or in this case Mr.

Today is a day full of sorrow and melancholy.  In 16 hours my vacation will be over and I will be thrust back into the reality of normal 9 to 6 life.  Don’t get me wrong, my normal life is not bad at all.  I am fortunate enough to LOVE my job.  Goodbye sleeping in past seven.  Goodbye trash TV.  Goodbye lounging in pj’s all day.  You have been good to me.

Last night we had some friends over.  And we began to play phase ten. It blows my mind how intense card games can actually be.  Things became heated and Matthew and I ended up disagreeing on a move.  The details are irrelevant but as a result I decided to bow out of the game. 

Now- I love to win.   Nothing makes me happier than to kick everyone’s ass at a anything.  However, I am a firm believer in being fair.  And if things are not fair then I would just much rather step out before I begin to act like I had just recently been exposed to gamma rays.  Unfortunately, my bowing out was considered throwing a fit.  Fine, I’ll take it. Maybe I was being a little pansy but eh.  Whatevs.

What I found fascinating is the need to be right. What is it in us that makes us want to be right so bad that nothing else matters?  We will stop at no length- even hurt someone’s feeling publicly just so that we can be right…

In the end, it turns out I was right.  Of course. Of course.

 

Please don’t let it be Monday (or how I managed to blow this time off on trash tv…)

I have often considered myself a masochist since I have always been drawn to non-profit work.  Three months ago my world changed. The power of the internets and the hatred for the job i was in compelled me to fill out an application. Thirty minutes later it was submitted. Fifteen hours later I had a job interview.  Seventy hours later I was offered a job with a school district.  My heart was happy, delighted, ecstatic because working for a school district means one thing and one thing only- SCHOOL HOLIDAYS!!!

The countdown to Christmas Vacation began the Monday after Thanksgiving.  Having spent most past five holiday seasons working- I was very well aware that I needed to be effective and efficient with my time off.  No slacking off here. No throwing away hours of daylight. 
I was going to conquer the world drive two hours away to hike alone and reflect (Matthew killed that dream quickly when he mentioned that I would not like him hiking alone. Blah.

Holiday break 2012 I was going to party like Bon Jovi after a concert.  Yes, sir!

Wrong.

First week- Sick out of my mind.  You would have thought I was Mary Ingalls with the whooping cough. Wait…I think she had Scarlett fever.  All I know is that I was sick, yet nothing was going to stop me from cooking and preparing Christmas Eve dinner for our families.  As a result the next few days were spent sleeping and resting. 

Second week- I promised myself that this would be the week to clean.  I would finally rearrange the bedroom and organize my closet and conquer Mount Clean Clothes.  Mount Clean Clothes is a natural landmark in our bedroom. It is a result of countless mornings in which I can not find a single thing to wear.  Outfits are born and then ripped off because they are not quite me. 

We are now seven minutes away from midnight-Friday and I barely touched Mount Clean Clothes a few hours ago.  Most of this week has been spent sleeping and watching trash TV and the Big Bang Theory.  Matthew has been super supportive and has not made feel guilty once.  However, I must say that early today I cringed thinking about the other night when Matthew sat on the couch reading a book and provided commentary on Sister Wives.  Completely unacceptable. I’m an intelligent woman, I know better.  But omg there are so many TV shows I had no idea existed- shows about tattoo competitions- saying yes to a dress and lots of housewives shows.  The truth is that I know come Monday, I will no longer have time for this nonsense.

And I sit here completely disappointed in myself.  My list of awesome activities lost somewhere in the sleeping and cable TV. I am in a state of mourning…sad about everything that could have been. 

So instead I sit here too awake to fall asleep (thanks to two nap Thursday) reflecting on the small accomplishments of the past two weeks.

• Watched the entire Indiana Jones series
• Surprised Matthew with the complete Batman the Animated series
• Planned and prepared both a Christmas Eve and New Year’s Eve party in our home.
• Finally figured out how to turn off the xbox. 
• Completed another chapter of Resident Evil 6.
• Conquered the crock-pot!

Monday- all I ask is that you go easy on me.