So there’s this company called Olivia. Have you heard of them? They are the premier lesbian cruise/resort of the US.
My buddies have been trying to get me to go for years and years and years. I had so much going on in my life, and the prices at the time were way over my budget.
But then last year, I started saving. I told myself, I was going to go on a vacation. I wasn’t sure where. I had planned on going with my bestie, but then she got a gf and forgot all about our friendship. We swore we’d never let anyone come in between our friendship, but it happened.
So now, I’m alone. I’ve shut down Facebook. Gotten off instagram. No need to get on there. I’ve started drinking again but mostly b/c I’m depressed again. But I’m working through it. Blogging is pretty much my way of venting since I don’t really have anyone to call anymore.
Anyhow, my career is going okay. Promotion has allowed me to put even more away in savings. Then I got this email . . . . .
And I got excited. It’s not until next year. So at $96 a month, I put away twice that each month. It’s barely April, I have 13 months. I can do it. I looked up the cost of the flights, it’ll be around $450 round trip.
I got super excited. But then I got super sad. If I go, I’ll be going alone. By myself. Not like I had ever planned. So I pushed it out of my head. I couldn’t do it.
I let a couple weeks go by. Got tired of being depressed, and drinking. But it didn’t go away. I got fed up. I called an old buddy who worked for the company. She gave me the dish on the resort. My boss gave me a migraine. I’m gone on a training mission. I need something to take my mind off my sad ass life.
I decided to take a leap of faith and say fuck it all. Hopefully, I’ll still be around for it.
I paid for the trip. I’ll have a stranger as a roommate for the duration of the trip. But hopefully, I’ll be over this depression by next May.
My first ever vacation in my entire life. Yeah, sad I know. Almost 40 and I’ve never been on a real vacation.
