I work weekends.
I am a social pariah.
For ~7 years I have rarely been a part of normal society as I have been working. I have been off for major events: weddings, my birthday, and ya that is it.
Today I had a Saturday off. The last Saturday I had off was technically my Vegas birthday trip, but that was all planned out and a trip.
But today I was a part of normal society.
I have hella PTO–too much honestly. Do I decided to take the whole day off for Little Man’s birthday party.
Oh the things y’all take for granted!! I was so excited!!!
PC let me sleep in!! I was ecstatic to sleep in on a Saturday!!!
We went for brunch/breakfast!! Something I have been fantasizing about for years.
But when you do not get to partake it is HUGE!!
The party was a blast!
My little nephew was adorable with his cake. I caught it all on camera. PC was there and enjoyed every minute of it. It was magical. I loved sharing it with him.
We came home and decided on movie snacks and a movie at home. Because we can!!! Because I have energy to!
Such a big deal!!
It is so weird to have this!
This taste of normalcy is great!!
It makes me appreciate what I have been and am still missing.
But it makes me sad and jealous at all that I have missed and am still missing because I am still in my job.
It makes it harder for me to go back. As if the toxicity was not bad enough.
I feel so isolated as it is but this taste of normalcy really makes me feel extremely isolated.
I am missing out on major life events and bonding opportunities. I hate this. I do not know how much longer I can take this.
I had my taste of normalcy and I want more.