Ooh life. That is what I say when I just don’t understand things. Which is hardly ever. I am finally on vacation. I have 3 days left. I am in a half full/half empty glass situation. It’s half over but I have half left. Sometimes I think if I don’t make these entries (even as seldom as I do) that I won’t remember the amazing times I have. It’s odd how brains choose to remember certain times and then forget or completely block out other times.
Let me tell you about my vacation. It started a tad late. Monday night I closed at work. I managed to misplace 886.00. That is a lot of money! So I looked and looked and could not manage to find my mistake anywhere! So yes, the day before I leave for vacation it looks like I have stolen almost 1000.00. So naturally my overactive anxious mind goes home and cries about it because I just know if they don’t find it I will be fired. How can I survive without my job? I wish I didnt always think the worst. I dont make loads of money, but I make more than your average middle class I suppose. Lets just say minimum wage would not cut it by any means!
So Tuesday I get a call saying omg what did you do! Call me back later. So then I get another call saying ok its fine we have found it and go ahead to leave for your trip!
Yay! I think! I can enjoy vacation! Then half way to st augustine I get ANOTHER call. Just kidding we didnt find it. So I rack my little brain and figure out what I have done wrong and TRY to tell them that over the phone. Some things just arent easy to explain. So they say they will call me back after they try to fix it. Nobody ever called me back. I texted one of my friends and she told me it was fixed. So I ended up enjoying my time away.
Some times I feel like I want to travel the world. Sometimes I feel like I have found my favorite places in the world and I want to just travel there over and over and over. St. Augustine is one of those places. I have been at least once a year for the past 10 years. It is less than two hours away from where I live but it feels like another world. The air is different, the people are different. When I come home I really miss it. It’s weird. Normally I can not wait to be home. But now that I am home I can’t wait to be back. The past few years I have been battling with spurts of anxiety. I would not call myself depressed. I just over think certain situations and sometimes see no way out of them. I have days where I am just not as optimistic as I should be. I have friends that deal with this “condition” by drinking. I do not find this to be a good idea. However, when I was in St. Augustine I went on a pub tour and had 2 drinks…not hard liquor either. And I was seriously the happiest I have been in months! I suppose it was just enough to fog my mind. It was almost perfect. Sooo ooh life. It’s nice to have the foggy brain on the St. Augustine Bayfront at midnight when the air is perfect. Even if it only lasts a short while. I have a to do list before I go back to work way too early Monday to get attacked for my mistake. Saturday is a 5k. I really dont know how I feel about 5ks cause I hate them while I am doing them, but when im done I am happy I did it. I have a weird way of looking at things I guess.