950,400 Seconds

I am FINALLY on vacation!

YES!!!

I do not have to go back to work for 11 whole days. 11 WHOLE DAYS!!!

I've been counting down for weeks, then days, and now I'm here. Now...I will have rest. Rest for my body. Rest for my mind. Rest for my spirit. Rest.

If you could see me today, I look at least 10 years older than I really am. That's not good. Just a year ago people thought I looked 20 years younger than my age. Not anymore. I look bad, and old, and I'm huge from all of the stress that I've been carrying around.

Yes, I need rest. And it's finally here. Much needed. Long awaited. Rest.

For 11 days I get to be a momma to my kids. A full time mom. So much of what they should have from me ends up going to my job. It almost feels neglectful. I'm at work so that I can support them yet they are neglected because the time that they deserve to have with me ends up being spent in a drab gray cubicle for hours and hours on end. Then when I finally do come home, I'm so wiped out mentally and emotionally from the battering that I take from my customers, all that I have energy to do is plop myself on the couch and "decompress" as I call it.

Sometimes I "decompress" for a few minutes. Sometimes hours. Sometimes, all night.

Why is it that the things that I love most, get the least of me, and that which I love the least, gets the most of me. Something's definitely wrong with that picture.

So for the next 950,400 seconds I get to be what I want to be. I get to be myself. I get to be their mom. I get to be happy.

Let the DIALOGUE begin! Are you running on empty? What will it take to fill your tank up again?

Talk to me!

Til next time...