Let me esplain...no, that take to long. Let me sum up.
Every four months for the last five years of my life, I have changed things up. Whether it be a move to a new apartment a trip to Manhattan or Conneticut, or even just a week long jaunt home to Canada, I've taken a break.
Why four months you ask?
It's simple. Four months is a semester. At the end of every semester I would have a week off and I would start new classes.
Well, apparently when you graduate from university, you live life in year-long increments instead of four month increments....
Crazy! I know!
So, when it came to the four month period I have been living in Orlando, I fell in to what felt almost like a depression...or what could have been a depression.
I was miserable all the time, I was highly disliking my job (one that I normally love) and I was, in general, unhappy.
It probably didn't help that at work we were having six-day work weeks because of Spring and Easter break...Walt Disney World gets extremely busy at that time.
I was worn out, frustrated and feeling a little lost.
Fortunately, I was given the opportunity to take a break. One of the wonderful girls I work with invited me and a few other friends out to her grandparents' condo up by Daytona.
It was an amazing beach-side resort with valet parking, several different pools, hot tubs and other forms of wonderfulness.
It was the day-cation I was in severe need of. I only stayed overnight but that was enough. The quiet of the condo, the hours of relaxing and sitting in the pool and spas as well as hours of doing sweet loads of nothing were amazing.
I didn't have to be anywhere, I didn't need to get anything done, it was glorious.
So now I am refreshed and ready to go again. I'm smiling and laughing at work again and looking forward to work rather instead of dreading it.
I'm in a good place.
Oh yeah! I was also able to extend my College Program so I definitely have a job until August 13! Wahoo!
Good day, citizens... Good day.
