That was what I told my friends yesterday.

Last weekend, I had a shitty weekend. I lost money, I had to tell people things they didn't want to hear, I had to deal with stupid healthcare issues, a good friend moved away and I got very little done, actually. Suffice it to say, alcohol and drama do not mix well.

I was venting about my weekend to my coworker at the airport, telling her how frustrating it is when a bunch of little bad things all happen at the same time. She had mentioned earlier in the day that she was going on vacation to Turks & Caicos on Friday, and I couldn't help but tell her how jealous I was.

"Well, I'm already paying for the hotel room, if you want to just come and crash?"

That was her offer. And after jokingly entertaining the idea for a few hours, I started seriously entertaining the idea. Why? Because I need some fucking sunshine. I don't think I have ever been affected by seasonal depression, but this is the worst winter I have ever experienced, and compounded with the fact that I work six days a week, it has been tough.

Next question: Could I afford it? I owed my dad more than $1,600 (which I paid yesterday) and my rent check has yet to be cashed. But I calculated it...and I think...I can pull it off. Plus, I get another check on Friday.

I mean, three and a half days of the beach and cocktails sounds like exactly what I need. I need to read and listen to someone else's iPod while someone else's sun hat shades my face from getting burnt. I need to get a tan so that all my moon-pale friends in New York revel in the natural bronze.

At first, it was a funny thought. "I work at the airport; I theoretically could do that."
Then, it was an escape from my shitty weekend. "Wouldn't that be nice!"
Finally, it was becoming reality. "I need a new bathing suit."

And I did buy a new bathing suit. It's a good feeling.

I started telling some friends. I got various responses. I think my favorite was: "Turks and Caicos? What is that? A restaurant in the East Village?"

The one problem was that I'm supposed to work this weekend, but I feel like things are coming together anyway. One of my friends offered to cover my shift on Sunday, and now I am going to beg until my voice becomes hoarse to see if anyone can cover my Saturday shift.

In any case, I still need a sun hat and an iPod, because (from the looks of it) I'll be spending Saturday through Tuesday in Turks & Caicos!