… Must come to an end.

Today is the final day of my five off. Part­ing is such sweet sor­row. My co-workers have done well at leav­ing me to my peace and quiet.

What is most appar­ent about time off,and this is not a new rev­e­la­tion as I’ve said this after every break from work: I could be a woman of leisure so eas­ily. If I won the lot­tery there’s no doubt how quickly I’d quit my job. There’s no pre­tend­ing, kids. Not even a flip­pin’ part time job just to keep me occu­pied. Sure, I would learn by expe­ri­enc­ing life instead of liv­ing vic­ar­i­ously. Hon­estly, I don’t even know that I’d put in a two week notice. Done would be done.

Alas, now isn’t the time to let my mind drift off to far away lands where being tutored in the native lan­guage is with a res­i­dent of said dream loca­tion. Nope.

Real­ity time.

Who is to say that I can­not live in the now? Live in the moment and embrace every oppor­tu­nity that comes my way.
Have you ever seen the movie “Yes Man” star­ring Jim Car­rey? He goes to a sem­i­nar and takes it lit­er­ally by say­ing YES! to every sug­ges­tion and offer to cross his pass…that includes a sex­ual encounter with the elderly lady next door. Ewwww That will NOT hap­pen in my case. I mean, my neigh­bor is a cigar smok­ing gar­den gnome. Ick.

Hold on. I need to go cleanse my brain with bleach.

All righty! So, the prospect of being more of a YES! per­son is appeal­ing. Sit­ting on the side­lines of my own life is no way to LIVE. It’s espe­cially no way to let my son live. We need fun and adventure.