No Place Like Home

One of the hardest things to do after a blissful holiday is to get your head wrapped around the concept of ‘real life’ again. It was a bit scary how quickly I adapted to no internet, no set schedule, and a life that didn’t require shoes. Safe to say that by the end of our stay at the Octopus Resort on Waya Island in Fiji, I was pretty reluctant to check my emails and get back to the daily grind. Once I was back, though, I admit it was pretty nice to curl up in my own bed, pick up Willie and Finn from the kennel, and stare dreamily into my closet at all of the options that were once again at my disposal (real life certainly has her perks). I guess...