As much as I’ve enjoyed our vacation, I’m happy that we’re heading home tomorrow.
I always feel this way on a trip, and it has bothered me that I don’t seem to be able to enter into the holiday spirit more completely.
Am I a slave to routine? Lacking in a zest for new experiences? A workaholic? Overly dependent on my familiar creature comforts?
But I’ve decided to “Be Gretchen” without judging. I should be happy that I’m always thrilled to be going home, instead of getting the Sunday blues that a lot of people feel at the end of a vacation. Why look for a reason to criticize myself, instead of feeling grateful for feeling that way?
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