Mentioning my Myrtle Beach vacation yesterday set me on a tangent… I was determined to make a full schedule of things to do, places to eat, free stuff, places I want to shop and so forth. And the kicker? I physically wrote it out – all 14 pages – back and front :-) Think I’m over scheduled a tad?
I love to vacation, mostly because I rarely do it. And I mean really really rarely. This time we’re staying for a full week which my son is totally thrilled about. The only problem is that we’re going the week before his 6th birthday which means he is still “underaged” for a lot of things that happen. For example, at the MB aquarium they have this sleep under the sharks thing – where you literally sleep in the shark tunnel with all of the sharks above and around you. How cool right? You have to be 6 though! But I was thinking about sneaking him in – it’s only $40 and it lasts all night which means I get to do some adult activities like hit the local bar without child :-)
Honestly, planning this trip gives me a lot to look forward to… and around this time of year I really need it. Summer is coming up (which I hate to be honest) and aside from my working out I don’t have too much going on. I’m at a complete standstill with my writing, which is completely frustrating, and I don’t have anything else to “do.” I am looking forward to my son being out of school so we can plan more playdates with my friends and so forth, and he’ll be going to camp which is really cool, but I need something for me.
I really want to go back to school but I don’t have the money which can be frustrating in itself. It is a total catch 22… I can’t further my career in anything if I don’t go back to school, and I can’t go back to school because I can’t get a decent job that pays decent money. I’m not sure writing is for me… the fact is, I need the socialization of being around people. Working from home is certainly a lonely job, and although it is wonderful to do whatever you want during the day, it is difficult getting motivated to do anything, nevermind the fact that it is becoming increasingly difficult to find writing jobs that pay decent money. At least not with my qualifications.
You know me, every 6 months or so I get into a funk, and I have to say that I am in one now. I can’t stand it either… it makes me feel crappy to complain, and it makes me feel crappy to see so many others happy and having a good life while I’m just not and don’t.
Ugh, see, I’m even depressing myself!
I’m so sorry blog friends that I haven’t visited you this week… I swear I’m on my way over right now!