Yeah I get depressed when I think about the last time I had a "real" vacation, too. Time off when sitting home or even in-state doesn't really count to me. Going somewhere specific just for the purpose of going somewhere is where it's at. I've gotten a couple of weekends out of town, twice to Dallas, in the last year-plus. Otherwise... I guess it was that miserable, exhausting overcomplicated bankruptcy-inducing 5 days when I took the wife's whole family down to Sea World in August of '12. I will never ever ever ever ever plan a major trip like that again for so many people - nor pay for it!
Come to think of it, I haven't done anything bigger than a weekend in Dallas since that time, and if you exclude that trip (since it was great for everyone but ME), I guess the last real trip I had was a 3-day Valentine's trip to Fort Lauderdale in 2011. And it's damn near 2014????
Jeez, I gotta stop, I'm getting depressed wondering what in the hell I work so damn much for.
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