Have you ever gotten an email that just made you sad? Every time I see that there’s a new email from Groupon Getaways it makes me want to go somewhere exciting and do some serious relaxing, or sightseeing, or experience some new fancy foods, or… Yah, you get the idea.
I need a lottery win. Not a huge one. Not a record setting GIANT one. But enough.
With the holiday last week I was able to get off from work for five whole days. It was a fluke really but I will take it. Now the only problem (other than not remembering what real shoes feel like) is not wanting to go back. It emphasizes how much I would like to win the lottery. Not even a record-setting payout. I’m only asking for the kind that will pay my living expenses till I die.
Monday is my birthday. No matter what a certain blond one thinks it is not my thirtieth. So it isn’t anything big to celebrate. I have the great fortune to be able to go straight from St Pat’s to hangover to birthday if I so choose. This year I do not choose that. This year I choose to take five days off from work to do nothing.
Not really nothing as I will be seeing a production of Avenue Q with a crazy girlfriend who has a birthday a week before mine. I will also be doing my best to do what I feel like. Relaxing in general. Take advantage of the 80+ degree days by sunbathing maybe. I see a very happy Vickie in my future.
What a whirlwind of activity lately.
I know I’m a bad blogger (BAD BAD BLOGGER!). I went off on an anniversary trip a month ago and never checked back. No pictures, no stories, no sign of life. We had a great time but I’m afraid it will be after the holiday this week before I’m able to jump back on here to update everyone on our adventures over the last month.
I’m tired of winter. Tired of snow. Seriously, it’s only “pretty” if you don’t have to leave the house. Not exactly realistic for most people. Ok, no one I know. Which makes me think about packing a bag, grabbing my passport (with the perfect picture in it of course), and hopping on a flight. But where would I spend my little trip? There are so many places I would like to visit. Today, I’m dreaming about…
Several years ago I was able to take a cruise that included New Orleans. For reasons that I don’t care to get into the experience was… fuzzy. Very little of that trip has stayed with me and I’ve got the divorce papers to prove it. I would love to go back and actually get to explore and appreciate all that this beautiful city can provide. Historic places to find or spending a day with good coffee, good friends, and a lovely view. I could easily spend a week getting lost in Nola’s secrets. And no passport required.
So who’s in?
In a little less than twenty-four hours I will be going into my lap band surgery. I will be a “bandie”. Today I’m stuck with broth, jello, yogurt, water, and popsicles. So basically a two year old’s diet sans cookies and mac n’cheese.
I’ve got a bit of a constant headache but I’m not sure if that is from the construction in our office or the lack of real food. However I know that my days here are numbered and that makes it worth the hassle. Is it bad that I’m looking at the next two weeks as more of a vacation from work and not as recovery? Oh well. It will be a nice bit of both I think.
I’ll let you all know how tomorrow goes. Wish me luck!