Back to Reality

Well, I finally got back and still fill like I haven't had any time to relax. Maybe that's because I haven't. Man, you really pay for missing that much work. I had close to 300 emails and didn't get to checking voice mails until today. So much to do and too tired to do it. Still kinda feels like I really didn't go to Costa Rica; besides the fact that I have an awesome tan! I walked in to work and everyone was like, "Holy COW! You're so dark." And... I only spent one day in the sun. I remember going to Mexico and spending two or three days in the sun. I literally looked so so dark. Hey, at least I got tan lines. However, now I'm back to the blowing wind, snow coming tomorrow, and all the problems that reality brings with them. I made it about 4 days without caring what was going on in America and then I finally broke down and had to check work emails and start stressing again. It was so nice to be out of the country; with my wonderful mother and sister. Best friends. I drove them nuts a little at times. I definitely have a type A personality and my first few days I was so excited that I was a little crazy :) But, they put up with me and we had a great time. We did a lot! Zip lines, sunset cruise, went through national parks etc. Everyone was so nice. Except for one guy. And yes, being an anger management specialist, I did not use any of the skills I teach. He copped off with some smart remark to my sister that just didn't sit too well with me. I turned around and started screaming back (with my mom in the background yelling at me to stop). I just couldn't let up and kept yelling at him (no one talks to my sister disrespectfully). He was trying to say she was comparing Costa Rica to America because Grace said they needed a better sign for their National Park. I thought he was out of line and wanted to let him know (not to mention I had other things on my mind that were upsetting me and this just was the straw that broke the back). So, I started to walk towards him and wanted to drop the backpack off my back and get right in his face. But, with my mother screaming at me in the background, I backed off and kept walking; but shook with adrenaline for a while.

Things there were not cheap! I spent A LOT of money, but who cares... It's only money. We have some great moments of spontaneous laughing at stupid stuff. Those were the best parts; family just laughing at stupid things we'd say or do. I felt safe the whole time I was there. I didn't feel scared or uneasy at all. Everyone was so nice. Especially the guys! WOW! Talk about being aggressive. Every tour we went on, the tour guides were pretty "upfront" with me; even asking my mother if they could take me out for the evening, asking her if they were winning points with her because they would be her son-in-law! I THINK NOT! :) But, they were all gentlemen when it came to it. Every guide was great besides the aggressive flirting and very personal questions that made me feel a little uncomfortable at times. It takes a lot to make me feel safe with a guy; to answer personal questions or open up, but being in a culture like that, they're so touchy feely and I had to get used to it; and quick! However, they were barking up the wrong tree if they thought I was gonna feel safe with them (besides making sure my zip line gear was good to go). My favorite was rappelling. I've done it many times before, but not in the jungle with it drenching rain. I was a rock star if I must say so myself! They didn't have to teach me anything. Just handed me the rope and away I went.


Can't wait for the next trip! I'm thinking Panama :)

So, back to Sheridan. Had a great time last night and was great to see all my friends again!