Oh, how I love Fridays. There is just a certain feeling in the air, one of sweet anticipation and relief that the work week is nearly through and two whole days of vacation are nearly here. The atmosphere at work is nearly the same. Everyone has a bit of "It's Friday, I'll deal with it Monday" attitude. I love it.
I think we all need this sort of anticipation in our lives, otherwise the daily grind becomes too much of a grind. The light-heartedness that accompanies a Friday gives me the motivation to keep going through my work week. It's a little thing, yes, but it's the little things that count.
I am determined to go to RWA's national conference this year in Atlanta. I love the South anyway, and maybe I'll get a chance to sneak away and visit a few plantation homes. But if not, that's okay. I'll be around a ton of other like-minded individuals and that is going to be AWESOME.
I told hubby that I am going this year. I've wanted to for five years now, but never had the money to do it. This year, it's going to happen. I've already got two others gals in my group who are going to room with me and when the next payday rolls around, I'm going to register. Airfare isn't too horribly expensive, but I want to get my ticket before they go up, as I'm sure they will since it will be the summer touristy season.
The only problem I foresee is that my husband's job status might be a little shaky. I think he will probably have a new job by then and heck, maybe we'll even have a new house. But I figure if I invest now, I will work it out so that I can go, no matter our job situation, etc. I don't have plans to look for another job and I know I'll have more than a week's vacation built up by that time.
Since I'm also the president of my chapter, I'll get a bit of money thrown my way for attending the president's retreat. That will definitely help.
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