A Weeklong Vacation At Last

I couldn't remember the last time I took a long break away from work.  I normally just take a day (or two) off aside from my rest days.  A couple of months back, my husband and I decided to visit my hometown -- Bacolod.  I admit I was quite hesitant at first because I know that Bacolod is a very laid back City compared to Manila.  And I always said to myself that I never want to die of boredom.  But I just thought that my parents will be really really happy to see their grandkids all grown up. 

A week before the scheduled trip, I found myself counting the days before we finally board the plane and leave.  Maybe because there were so many things that happened at work that I was looking forward to my quiet time. 

At the Airport

Boy was I glad that I went home.  

Seven days of doing nothing but eat, sleep and rest.  I missed sleeping at night and seeing the day.  I have been working in the graveyard shift for the past 7 years (and counting).

Seven days of relactating.  May I just say that I am soooooooo thankful that I am still breastfeeding.  I didnt have to bring any bottles at all!

Seven days of reconnecting with my parents; and them building memories with my kids. 

Seven days of catching up with old friends.  We talked as if we just parted yesterday.  It was amazing how we can just pick up where we left off.  And to think that we haven't seen each other for years. 

Great time with Great Friends

Seven days of reminiscing.  Seeing those old places and what changed the last time I visited the city. 

Seven days of pure heaven. 

I was wrong.  I didn't die of boredom.  I was even sorry that the seven days went by that fast and I had to go back.  I have been working hard for the past years and I so deserved this break.  But I will definitely be doing this again soon.