I finished my semester, I'm on vacation, and I am Out. Of. It.
So tired, so exhausted, so thankful, so content, but so completely done. Happy to be on vacation.
When I first mentioned this trip idea several months ago to my husband, all I thought was I'll be done with school, it's my only break in the program, and we need to take a trip together if possible! Since MD (my abbreviation for today's "holiday") isn't ever on my mind, I didn't even realize I'd be out of town for this day.
Last year for MD, I remember that I didn't even leave the house. It was a conscious decision. I didn't feel terrible but I didn't feel comfortable, so I just enjoyed a day at home, reading on the couch and eating pizza. It was fine.
This year is awesome.
Vacation is great and I really am cultivating a life that will work for me.
It's not a complete solution. I still miss my kids. I thought coming on this vacation might make me glad I didn't have kids. They are expensive and tiring and a lot of work, haven't you heard? I am "so lucky" that I "get to travel," right? Well, it's both. It's an amazing trip, but it's not the salve that fertile people think it is.
I am having fun though. And I completely forgot today was MD. And honestly, that was nice.
I'm pretty out of it and it's a nice break. 💫