At least I didn't need this...

I would call my quick jaunt to Cozumel this past weekend amazing. Everyone else I know would call it a nightmare.

But I absolutely admit to being annoyingly optimistic and am beyond thrilled that 1) it was waaay warmer than Minnesota, 2) I didn't think about work for a fraction of a second and 3) for the first time in my life, I came back from a beachy vacation without a beet-red face/body part/everything.

That being said, I suppose I should mention the fact that despite feeling perfect all week before leaving and even when my alarm went off at 4am on D-day, I starting sneezing continuously upon arrival at the airport and stopped only when sneezes were replaced by a hacking cough for days two and three. And then day four, sneezing joined coughing for the journey home.

Oh, and it wasn't sunny. Or warm. And the water was super-rough and we couldn't even swim. AND the hotel pools weren't heated and were totally freezing (I did, however, make $15 off of a you-wouldn't-dare-jump-in-and-be-the-only-one-at-the-resort-in-the-pool bet).

But still, getting away from the cold and snow and chaos of the working world made it completely worth it. It's so easy to get sucked into the work machine/life routine that you forget to take a break, but I really did come back somewhat rested and refreshed - and totally clogged up, and totally white, but who's counting?