Between my two jobs, I have one day off per week if I'm lucky. I love working because I love being able to buy what I want and not having to worry about the price tag. I have an incurable spending problem. When I have days off I would rather be working. I ask my co-workers if they want their shifts covered. Weird, right? I know I'm not the only one that feels this way. There are people like me out there.
I decided this summer that I was going to take the first week of August off from work so I could vacation with my friends. So right around April, I requested off both of my jobs Sunday-Sunday. Eight days off in a row is unheard of for me. As the week got closer I thought about staying home and working. I talked to my friends and they told me I was out of my mind and to go on the trip and live my life. I had this weird guilty feeling of not working.
Monday morning came along and we were going out of town the next day. I wanted to spend the day organizing and getting ready. I went to work instead. I got there and my co-workers told me I was crazy for coming in. So after three hours, I left. I decided I was in vacation mode.
I have never felt more relaxed and happy during those eight days. I never wanted my time off to end! I had so much fun with my friends. It is currently Monday, it was my first day back at work today. Back to my everyday routine, back to reality. The first day back after vacation is always hard, but I made it through.
The fact that I felt guilty about going on vacation really bothered me. Normal people love time off. They love sleeping in, having a nice breakfast and their coffee in a mug instead of a to-go cup. They love going on their boat, watching Netflix, going out to eat, and having a show to catch every Monday. So I have decided that I need to make more time for myself. To enjoy my life with the people I love. To not work too hard. To take a week off if I want to and create memories that last a lifetime. After all, money can't buy happiness– unless it's Starbucks or Chipotle.
