I'm so addicted to routine and schedule, it's scary. I'm in love with work and money and love to work long hours at my job. I even frown upon taking breaks, and view being completely off from my job more than two days in a row as a death sentence. When I get my first full time job with benefits, I won't use my paid vacation, and I never plan on retiring. Last May, my family begged me to go with them on vacation to North Carolina for about a week. I told them no; I stood home and made lots of money at job working all seven days a week and it felt good. Whenever I'm on vacation, I pretty soon start to freak out and start thinking about work, school, and other things. It's like I basically put my social and leisure life on hold for some odd reason. What could this mean, have I gone crazy? What does everyone else think?
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