It only took me a couple of days to recover from the Crete-trip fiasco. After all, I was doing great before the idea even came across my radar screen. Nothing has changed.
I noticed I have been looking for comfort in food this week, but I'm trying to reign that in and get back on track.
As a completely unobjective observer of my own life, I'd say I'm doing much better at handling disappointment. Having found out, finally, that it's impossible to eliminate the negative altogether, the only sane option is to learn how to live with it, sans the "woe is me" attitude.
It really is merely a mindset. The things I was grateful for 2 weeks ago are the same things I'm grateful for today. Despite this particular disappointment, many wonderful, exceptional things have happened in the past month. I'm not willing to throw away those good feelings because I didn't get the vacation I wanted.
I am still going to take those days off from work, and I'm going to come up with a fun alternative that fills me up and makes me feel good. I may go to Europe, after all, or I may have a "stay-cation," but whatever I do will be great. I've decided it will be.
And I believe that concludes the topic of the vacation that isn't meant to be.
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