It’s Monday morning, and as I prepare for the day, I couldn’t help but think to myself, “Is it time for a day off?” Just the idea of being able to wake up with no plans, go for a long walk, or chill on the beach with an ice-cold drink is my kind of day. Unfortunately, I’m quickly brought back to reality as I find myself routinely eating breakfast while skimming work emails before officially starting my day. My next day off isn’t until Thanksgiving, which is about six weeks away. Highly doubt I’ll last that long. I already feel a vacation day looming.
That was about a month ago, and here I am, another Monday morning, wishing I had the day off. Once again, I asked myself if today would be the day. But just any other day, I reminded myself how much work I needed to get done, and found myself at my desk. I’m starting to get a little delirious, but the Thanksgiving Day holiday is slowly approaching, and I requested some time off the week of Christmas.
I purposely planned my vacation around Christmas and New Years because the extended time off sounded amazing at first. Here I am thinking I’ll have all this time to relax, have a few drinks, kick back, and enjoy the holidays. Clearly, I was delusional because what would a vacation be without having some kind of errands to do or events to attend. Although I’ll only have about three to four days of actual downtime, it should be a fun holiday break.
Well, that’s it for my Monday morning rant, just got to take things one day at a time.