Our holiday in Florida was wonderful. While we were gone for two weeks we were able to:
- Visit my parents
- Go to Magic Kingdom
- Stay at Disney’s Wilderness Lodge
- Go to EPCOT
- Partake in Mickey’s Not So Scary Halloween Party
- Partake in EPCOT’s Food and Wine Festival
- Visit St. Augustine
- Visit Fort Christmas
- Hang out in Cocoa Beach and Titusville
- Fed live gators after playing putt-putt golf
Now, with a busy agenda of something each day, we didn’t get to see any friends or other family members, which is a shame, but time just gets away from us too easily.
I was so happy to be back, especially since we’d been away for a whole year, and this time it was really, really hard to come back to England. I really liked being in such familiar surroundings, but with fresh, outsider eyes. I like being a tourist and an observer. It’s better than being in the middle of the whole place as it crumbles from unemployment all around me. Being here is a much better environment in many ways (I could give you a list on that topic) but being away from my folks, sunshine, abundance…it’s tough.
It’s still taken me a while to adjust to being here in the house by myself again each day. My sleep schedule is all off and I have an overwhelming case of the blahs. I’m slowly coming around to getting back to my projects at hand. Last night I looked over what I had left in one of my stories, and I was pleased to have something I thought I could get back to. Today, I’m trying to motivate myself to go to a cafe and get some words down again. I tried the other day, but only got a few sentences down. I’ve been really into reading The Shining though, so the days aren’t completely wasted.
Anyway, I thought I would have more to say on the topic, but I guess that’s it. I have to keep my head down and get back to work. Post vacation blues, are the worst.