I have a great job.
A great job, with a great vacation plan.
But in the last two years, I have used almost all of that vacation time on surgeries and IVF.
The last “fun” vacation I was able to take was in December of 2009.
I was one month post surgery, and on Lupron. So it turned out really well.
Let me tell you; I am ready for a re-do on fun vacations!
Which is why I am beyond pumped to report that this afternoon, I booked a ticket.
A ticket for some serious jet setting.
My own little tour of the South West if you will.
Here is the plan:
August 12th-14th, I’ll be in Arizona for my dad’s wedding (because the poor man cannot wait any longer to lock down a happily ever after with his beautiful fiancĂ©.)
The 15th-17th, I’m heading to Los Angeles for The Devirginator's birthday. He wants to go to Disneyland. I haven't been to Disneyland in over 10 years. I kind of can't wait.
And then the 18th-20th, I’m heading to San Diego for one of my best friends last few days in So Cal before she heads off to graduate school.
I’ll head home on the 21st from there.
It’s a lot to squeeze into one week. I have a feeling I’m not going to get a ton of sleep in that week. But I don’t care. I’m getting a vacation. A fun, fast paced, jet-setting vacation where I’ll be squeezing in tons of time with all of my favorite people.
Of course, now I’ve got to wait 5 weeks until I can actually get on that plane. Which is probably going to be torture; almost like waiting for summer camp when you’re 8 years old. But just knowing it’s around the corner has me beyond excited.
I’m getting a vacation.
One that comes without needles, or anesthesia, or failed baby making dreams.
I’m getting a vacation.
And 5 weeks cannot go by fast enough.