Is anyone else feeling a little down about the end of summer?
Not really sure why. Why do I have to loose the feeling of summer just because the calendar says so? One thing I really want to work on changing about myself is living to get to the next day off. the next vacation. the next something. I really want to make an effort to enjoy the regular days. Work days. I always say I'd like to do this. It seems easy at the end of a long weekend or at the end of a relaxing vacation.
Not so easy in the middle of a crazy busy frustrated work day.
Sometimes I will put in a little treat to my day. An ice coffee. A gossipy magazine. A trip to the scrapbook store. But you can't do this everyday. That only touches the surface not the feeling underneath.
I read somewhere that it is important to schedule your next vacation the day you get back to work from a vacation. I did do this. Scheduled an extra day to extend Columbus Day Weekend. But that's more than a month away. And it avoids looking forward to tomorrow. Tuesday. Wednesday.