Well, you guys, I must be some kind of happiness over-achiever because I’m only on Day 5 of the challenge and I already feel much happier today than I did five days ago.
Admittedly, this probably has very little to do with the fact that I’ve been taking regular pictures of my lunch.
And a lot more to do with the fact that today is the very first day of my summer break.
WAHOOOOOOOO! SUMMMERRRRR BREEEAKKKKK! PARRRRTTAAAYYYYY! BRING ON THE MARGARITAS AND THE BARBECUES AND THE HAMMOCK AND THE ROAD TRIPS AND THE CHEESY BEACH BOOKS WITH PLOT LINES SO OBVIOUS YOU CAN SEE THEM FROM OUTER SPACE AND…
Or, umm, maybe not.
You see, my summer break is really only four days long as I need to be back at work next week to get ready for our summer semester.
But, hey, FOUR DAYS! That’s four whole days I don’t have to grade papers or plan lessons or wear pants.
And after this past semester, I could really use a break from the papers and the lesson planning and the pants.Let’s just say it’s been a tough semester.
Most of this has been my fault.
Also, a little bit of winter’s fault. Because, seriously, winter, did we need all those polar vortexes? REALLY?
But mostly it’s been my fault.
First of all, I made the mistake of volunteering to teach a research writing class because, apparently, I’ve been suffering from some form of PTSD as the result of my past attempts at teaching research writing which has resulted in my blocking out how truly horrible it is to teach research writing.
Seriously, if there is anything more torturous than explaining the intricacies of APA in-text citation to a class full of students who are like APA in-text-WHAT-NOW I really don’t know what it is.
Plus, it doesn’t help that I have no earthly idea how to balance my work-life and my non-work-life. You’d think I would have learned this given the fact that I’ve had no fewer than eleventy jillion jobs in my lifetime, but, yeah, I suck at it. Big time.
In fact, I’d say that my non-work-life over the past two months has consisted solely of watching every single episode of Drop Dead Diva on Netflix until I started having dreams that I was a sassy, plus-sized lady-lawyer.
Which, frankly, is a lot better than the alternative: dreaming about grading research papers. Because, seriously, you guys if there’s one thing more depressing than actually grading research papers, it’s dreaming about grading research papers.But, that’s all about to change.
At least, for the next four days.
I’m about to get a non-work-life that doesn’t include Netflix. Or, umm, maybe not quite as much Netflix. Because, seriously, who am I kidding?
Last night, I sat down with a water glass full of white wine and made a list of all the super-duper-fun-totally-not-Netflix things I want to do over the next four days and then mapped out which day I was going to do each one.
So, basically, I just made a lesson plan.
For my fun.
Isn’t that how people have fun these days?Do you plan out your fun? Or are you one of those people who is capable of having spontaneous fun and doesn’t have to plan ALL THE THINGS?
Also, feel free to follow along with my #100HappyDays photo challenge on Instagram. Or sign up for your own #100HappyDays photo challenge here. I should probably mention that none of the photos in this post are photos for the challenge because none of these photos make me happy. Except maybe the photo with the big water glass full of white wine.