Last week was Spring Break, and my Facebook feed was filled with fun vacation posts from other school moms. Then at the PA meeting this week, I was regaled with glorious tales of Spring Break vacays. We went on a Caribbean cruise! We went to Florida! We went skiing! We went to the Caymans!
Oh how I was filled with the green-eyed monster. I want to be able to go on fabulous vacations during Spring Break with my family! I want to be able to take a week off of work whenever and have enough cash to spring for an awesome trip.
But you know who’s fault it is that we can’t and don’t go on these lush excursions? Mine, really.
I’m choosing to work from home in an unstable industry. It pays most of my bills, but not enough to splurge that often. And then when I do get extra dough, do I save it for vacations? Nope! I squander it away on ridiculous collectibles. Or use it to go to conventions for work. Or buy the kids something silly they don’t need.
If I had an office job, I bet we could afford those amazing vacations! We could probably take the kids to the Caribbean, skiing, or to a stateside beach. These other families work their asses off to be able to take their kids on little trips. It’s not that I don’t work my ass off, because I do, but seriously, I’m fortunate enough to work in a hobby I love.
In a sense, I’ve given up loads of money to work where I’m happy, and be available for my kids at a drop of a hat. That’s my choice. If I really want to go on a kickass vacation with the family, then I need to MAKE that choice too, and choose to make it happen. And I need to choose to turn that envy into happiness for my friends, as I’d want them to be as happy for us if we traveled somewhere with a beach.
My choice. I’m living my life based upon MY CHOICE. Only I can change it. Maybe if I keep telling myself that it will sink in and slay that darn green-eyed monster. He’s kind of a beast. And needy.
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