One of the things I did very poorly last year after moving to Orlando was take time off. Part of this was because I was contracting, despite higher rates, and time off meant no money. Given my militant saving practice for the house, I didn't take much time off. The other thing though was that I made the rookie Floridian mistake of feeling like I was sort of on vacation just by living here.
Now I have a salary job so I don't lose out for time off, either by personal time off or holidays, so that's awesome. I still get the Florida feel though, and I keep needing to remind myself to use some of that three weeks off I'm earning. I've already got about a week to use. But I've only used one day so far.
I really like my job, and I never get up thinking I don't want to go. It has been awhile since I've had a gig like that. The desire to have time off has nothing to do with job satisfaction. It's just that it's too easy to get mentally burned out if you don't get a solid break now and then. Sometimes I forget that, but I'm feeling it. I'm near the end of a specific product, and I've tried my best to bring my "A" game and do what I do. It's almost time for a break.
Fortunately, the holidays aren't far away, and given the time I started, I do have to use about two days of my time before the end of the year (there's a limit to what you can carry over). I look forward to spending time with Simon and Diana this year, seeing the lights at WDW (we didn't get to much last year due to Diana's foot surgery), and making our first home together feel Christmasy.
I do need to bank some time next year, because there will be some trips up north for sure. I'm not even sure where, but Sandusky, Charlotte and Santa Claus sure are on the list!