Post vacation hangovers have a way of stripping joy from your life. My husband and I recently returned from a week long family trip to Walt Disney World, and reality seemed to slap me in the face the moment I walked in the door. I wanted to savor those sweet moments of serenity, but exhaustion coupled with anxiety, got the best of me.   Change has never been my friend. I am a creature of habit, and I crave security like an addict waiting on his next fix. In the last year my wo...