Thursday, January 19, 2006

Vacation is what you take when you can't take what you've been taking any longer.

Phew! Did you think this week would EVER end? It dragged it's sorry ass the whole week and finally Friday is upon us. Next thing you know the weekend will fly by and we'll start all over again.

Y'know, I walked past two men talking yesterday, and the only thing I caught one of them say was: "....yeah, life's too short..." It made me think. Am I the only person who feels like life just grinds on? I hate my job and the hatred I feel for it is overrunning my life. I adore my weekends and evenings socialising, but more and more I think to myself "There's got to be more to life than this."

Enter: My Boyfriend

"I was thinking... maybe if I don't get any work this term we could go overseas and I'll teach for 6 months in England"

Oh.MY.God. I have been waiting 2 years for those words. Up until now he's been luke warm about the idea, whereas I've picked the seaside town where I want to live, researched jobs, checked out night clubs in the area and I've even picked a local football team for him to play on. Now that he's shown interest, I'm looking at booking tickets.

Perhaps it was just a passing comment on his part, but I've picked it up and I'm gonna run with it. I went out today and bought a gigantic map and European Lonely Planet book. I'm going. And I think I'm going with or without him... but hopefully with him.


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