Hit the ground running

After spending an awesome week in Spain, the reality of life back home reared it's head once again and as soon as I had come to terms with that and a cruel joke, work is upon me again.
It just felt like such a rude awakening having to deal with life again. I made no illusions that I could stay in Spain or in that state of mind, but somehow I didn't expect this.
I will clarify that I had a big decision to make before I left for Spain and when I got back, it hadn't gone away.
Well, I'm off the pot and my feet are moving.

I guess it just goes to show that you can either hit the ground running or scrape your feet.