Seasons Affect my Disorders

Today I decided that I won't be taking a trip to the South Island before leaving NZ. Since I've arrived here, everyone's pretty much been saying, "Go to the South Island. It's soooooo much nicer than the North Island. If you think this view's nice, WAIT til you see the SOUTH Island." So I'd got it into my head that I'd be taking a trip to the glaciers, mountains, and coastline of the rugged south during my last 2 weeks here. It was totally stressing me out, thinking about planning a vacation in the middle of packing and saying good bye to everyone. Plus, let's be honest here, I need the money. I've got some expensive unemployed time coming up and can use every cent my temping procures.

So! I'm not going anywhere this month. Weekend camping trips or hikes are as far as this lady is travelling.

Man, what a relief. Sometimes solving your problems is as simple as saying No.

No, I will not spend one of my last few precious moments here on a date with you.
No, I do not want that fancy fatty food.
No, I do not need another drink.
No, I don't feel like talking anymore.
No, I do not need anything from the store.
No, I don't have to use up all my coupons/gift cards/flybuys points before I leave.
No thanks, I can't afford that right now.

My life is exciting enough thank you. I've seen the "real" New Zealand. Another solo adventure in the countryside sounds exhausting. I think of all the money I'll be saving and giggle manically. I'd love to do something awesome for all my friends here with my newly identified time and fundage. First step: make them baked macaroni tomorrow. I dream about that one Dad used to make. I've been trying to call him for the recipe but now that we are, for all practical purposes, 8 hours off of NY, it's become a complicated thing. The sun is gone by 6, I can't talk to the East Coast, and I wake up too early. I hate this time of year. Thank god for hemispheric strategising.