|Coming home from our road trip, passing downtown|
My vacation ends today and it's making me sad. Leading up to this week, I began counting the days, having waited too long for some time away from work.
Burn-out was right around the corner.
Usually, I am chomping at the bit to get back to work, but today, not so much. Total freedom has been delicious and I relished my time with B-man, spending a day with Dad, lunching with my brother and rediscovering My So-Called Life.
And I got my hair cut. The growing phase is over.
It's nice to feel like myself again. In fact, for the past week, I've felt just right.
|Getting closer to home|
Throughout my vacation, I wore perfumes that typically signify fall and winter. Perhaps that's because the rain postponed my desire for aromatic peppiness.
On our road trip, I wore Sycomore.
With my Dad, I wore Fumerie Turque.
Today, I'm wearing Boyfriend.
They, too, were just right.
This morning, I checked my work e-mail for the first time since last Wednesday. I'm overwhelmed by the number of projects and concerns that I must step back into tomorrow.
Let's just say I've gotten used to a slower pace.
Of course, I told B-man there would be no Happy Hour this evening because I have to get up early and go to work.
|Home sweet home|
Okay, I lied.
What helps you re-enter the world after a vacation?
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