Just started packing for my trip to Greece and I can’t tell you how overwhelmed I’m feeling about being away for two weeks. Two. Whole. Weeks. Packing is the easy part. (I’m Type A when it comes to prepping and organizing; it’s not often that I give myself a pat on the back for anything, but I do pride myself in thinking. of. everything.) It’s being away from responsibilities that gives me major anxiety. There’s so much going on at work; we’re starting a new season for NJ Sensual Touch; I’m directing a new ladies’ styling team soon (!); I’m in midst of real estate limbo… and yes, I’m stressing about the fact that my body isn’t where I want it to be. What I have to remind myself, though, is that I deserve this vacation. I’ve worked hard (and non-stop) since my first internship and now I’m at a place I should be proud of. I’m going to a beautiful place with my best friend. Separating work from my personal life is paramount when it comes to maintaining sanity (especially if I just wrote over 70,000 words in the past three weeks alone!). And who am I to let my insecurities get…