As I open my email to see if Monster JobSearch Agent has found me any new Restaurant Manager “jobs matching my criteria”, (ultimately matching none of the criteria I’ve listed at all,) I come to a realization. I’m at my wit’s end, my breaking point, the point where it occurs to me that “Hm, yes, I do believe I need a break.” That’s it. I am slotting my vacation.
One week of Mother Nature, cottage living, and, thus, the absence of most modern technologies I’m used to should scare me back into appreciating reality.
Vacation time. Coming soon.