My 5 Day Summer Vacation

I go back into nursing school in 12 days. I have the rest of this week and next before the whirlwind begins. I will freely admit that I do not look forward to this semester as it is all mother/baby and paediatrics. I don't have kids. I'm not particularly comfortable around them. And in all honesty, they make me nervous. Now I have, as of late, made more of an effort around them. Many of my friends have kids.  I have found , since having a dog, that I judge people based on their reaction to him. Those that are friendly and at least acknowledge his presence, I approve. Those who are not, or even who ignore him, like he's not there...I judge. I hold that little piece of information close to my heart and think, dog haters....how can you disregard this little innocent piece of fluff? There must be something inherently wrong with you, you soul must be tinged with something. Even though I accept that I am wired a bit off kilter than most, I still believe that there has to be a relatively parallel thought process that goes on in the minds of parents. So even though  I really have no idea how to behave around them and almost all of the phrases I use are copied and regurgitated phrases I have heard some kid pro say somewhere, I am making more of an effort to not appear as a kid hater.  I want my friends to like me. I'm a middle child, it's my thing. And I don't hate kids, I just have not been initiated into that world, and it's not a natural talent of mine. If you see me smiling and chatting your child up, believe me, in my head, my brain is going a million miles a minuet, trying to say/do the right things, pulling up every adult-kid interaction I have ever witnessed what was successful and attempting to recreate that scene as accurately as possible. Feel free to offer me a Xanax.
So sick and terrified children.....it's going to be a challenge. Because,  yes, I want them to like me too.  (I'm not even going to go into the topic of pregnant women and babies)

                        (look at this little guy, how can you ignore the high level of cuteness?)

So by a miraculous gift of the scheduling gods, (ok, and some recent manoeuvring of my own) I have the next 5 days off. I have no family gatherings to go to, no events, nothing. I have a 5 day summer vacation ahead of me. After last semester of zero free time, I have come to love it and try to do as much as possible. This summer so far I have read over 30 books (I have a problem), dragged my 20 year old sewing machine out of the garage and asked Google how to fix it and them how to sew. I made curtains for the living room, a duvet cover for our bed, and hemmed all my pants that desperately needed it (I have oddly short legs). I started painting with acrylics  (Google taught me about that too) And re-painted the kitchen cabinets. (Which , yes, I know we're not supposed to do since it's an apartment, but they looked like ass and they really do look much better with new paint...and bronzed handles. And let's be honest, between the cat and dog and me...there is no way we are getting our deposit back. Go big.)

These next 5 days I plan to go to yoga every day (I got a groupon). I want to dismantle my closet and re-do it. (All because I saw this article in Allure about how to decorate your closet with some wallpaper and a nice little lamp, with a very chic overall effect....but I have no place for a lamp right now, so to get a lamp in there, I will have to do some major cleaning. Because  apparently, a lamp is what is needed for chicness and since I operate more like a tank than a chic lady, I desperately need to infuse some of that into my life.) I plan to swim. Even though I have not been in a pool in years with a swim cap on my head and goggles, I am still firmly under the opinion that I still can swim  a 50 in under 40 seconds and a 500 in under 7min...like in high school...how much do you really lose in 14 years? Can't be that bad, right? Going to Crossfit is a given, Especially since I can go morning or evening, freedom is a beautiful thing. I guess I should throw a beach trip in there and a trail run. Oh yes, and reading, by the pool. Lot's of that.