anxiety : 1
agitation : 0
I am happy to announce that I've been happy. Generally. Been vacationing at my Ma's in the U.S., and despite missing the Hubby and the Bunny back home, I'm lovin' it here. It's so nice here. So nice. No oversized roaches, no humid air, no noisy Karaoke-ing neighbors. I had a bit of drama earlier about wanting to go home already, but I think I'm over it.
So far, I've been so not-depressed that I haven't even bothered to blog; there just aren't much obsessive ruminations, angsty frustrations or rantworthy vicissitudes to blog about right now. This vacation is definitely good for me.
It's not that my days are exciting - because they really aren't. In fact most of my days here have been quite boring. There really isn't much to do here in Vegas if you aren't fond of casinos and the nightlife, but a creative mind will find ways to keep itself occupied.
Besides, I can't complain - it's so nice here, I'd rather be bored here than bored at my own home in 'Pinas. I've been wanting to go on this trip for more than a year now, and now that I'm finally here, it makes sense to be thankful.
It's been one lazy day after another. In a good way, I mean. I might as well make the most of this, because I may not have another break like this in the near future. Aaaah ... feeling the stress drain out of me. Drinking in the silly TV shows. Being really good at doing nothing of consequence.
I kinda feel like a kid again actually: I'm living with my Ma again, and I'm dependent on her to get around since I don't know my way around here. Yeah, so like a kid again. Which isn't so bad. It's nice sometimes that she can make some decisions for me while I try to relax - like for example, I'm glad that meal planning, cooking, groceries and activity scheduling aren't my concerns right now while I'm staying at her house.
... But having 24/7 "family time" can be wearisome too. I feel like I've had too much family time lately actually; I believe I need a break, i.e., I'd love to do something on my own. But it's frustrating because I don't know how to get around on my own. Maybe one of the most frustrating things is having to sneak around after midnight just to have a Skype date (ahem) with my husband; I feel like a teenager again trying to sneak out with my non-parent-approved boyfriend. I have to remind myself that Ma hasn't seen us in a long while, and I shouldn't fault her for the generous parental supervision. It's still all good. And yeah, like I said, I can't really complain.
