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Little doses

We all need a break every now and then. Actually, I'd rather take one now if I have the choice.

Fact is, vacations are essential to keeping your sanity, at least they are for me. When I was in college, I got really spoiled with three-week breaks for the holidays, a full week off for spring break, and an early summer release in May. (Gosh, I talk about college a lot? But I digress.)

When I jumped into the "real world," breaks became precious, like gold to me. I couldn't wait for no-paper holidays. It was like heaven.

I still remember being terrified to ask my publisher to give me time off for my wedding, which was just five months after I started working. In his very dry sense of humor, Chris simply replied, "We'll try to give you the Friday before and the Monday after."

I nodded by head in disbelief, but I couldn't argue. I would be lucky for any excused absence as a new employee, let alone several day for a honeymoon.

Five seconds later, he started laughing at me for actually believing him. Thank goodness! (For the record, he gave me eight days off. They were unpaid and I had to work ahead, but I still had a job when I returned from our honeymoon!)

Now that I have real, paid vacation time, I'm afraid to let it go. I'll take a day here and a day there, but never more than two in a row. I had a few "extra" days I thought about using in the fall/winter, but I can't bring myself to cash them in. What if we plan something for my birthday in March? What if I need a day off to work on the house? What if, what if, what if ...

At least I'm still taking "little doses" of vacation. Some time is better than none, right? And as I head into the busy season (Why hello, Williams County Fair!) at least I have something to look forward to in the end.

The cozy cabin in the woods already is calling my name. Here's hoping October comes sooner rather than later!


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