I just pulled in the driveway after a 4-day vacation to visit my parents, sisters, and cousins in Gainesville, Florida a.k.a. Titlesville U.S.A. 
It was a great vacation and we had a ton of fun hanging out, tubing down a river, and sweating for no reason…other then we were outside.
I also just realized that although it feels good to have an extended weekend, something about it is slightly weird. It feels very different then most summer vacations that I am used to. Then it hit me…
This is the first time in my life that I have ever had to work in the summer. Never before in the 31 years I have been alive have I had a job that meant I couldn’t go and come as I please before this summer. Between being too young to care or remember, then being in Grade school, college, and seminary, and finally having a job as a teacher I have always had a summer break.
It’s really weird…and kind of depressing, but I guess I’ll have to get used to it. Oh, well?! 
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Welcome to my world. The land of no summer vacations. I wish I could have been there.
Join the let down bud! I spent 11 years as a teacher and now summer has become my busiest time of year. Which means I putting in for my vacation first this year in the fall!