Ch-ch-ch-changes

It's funny. Last year, I would have given anything to take an extra weekend off from helping 7-year-olds learn how to answer "Can a dog fly?" and fly myself to some exotic, foreign European country. And now, when I have five days to do whatever I want with them, I can't seem to figure out what to do with them.

Five furlough days from work means five days of not working (hooray!) but five less days of pay (boo!). And I'd rather not spend that week doing nothing but sleeping, much like I did over my Christmas vacation last week.

Having taken every chance I had to travel last year, spending a week doing nothing at home seems both boring and a waste of time. Do I need a reality check or a whole new brain?

I need rules

After a chat took place between my roommate and myself today, I discovered that unlike her, I need rules.

I need structure in my life, I need to know what comes next. I need to know what is expected of me and what my purpose is. Which is why it's been frustrating working at a place where there just aren't enough hands to provide some of that structure.

In remembering my 6th grade math teacher, Mr. Wallace (whose parents coincidentally lived next door to me), I remember him telling me to trust myself and stop asking questions. And while I recognize that asking questions is what I do, and what I love to do, I really should go out of my way more and take a few risks. Do some things without asking and just follow my own common sense. I'm bound to make mistakes, but there are safety nets in place and I must learn to trust them, and myself, to keep me from doing really dumb and stupid shit.

On an unrelated note, I have the next four days off! Mini-vacation. What shall I do with my time, besides sleep? Suggestions?