You take notes on your cruise to plan the next cruise(s) for the discount.
You're either cruising, or thinking or talking cruises or on the DIS.
When you go shopping for clothes, you think of "how would that look on Pirate's night?"
You have a Disney visa so you can get 6 months of no interest to pay for your cruise, get the $50 on board credit and get all those Disney Reward dollars just for shopping.
You see no problem with spending $5K + on a cruise but question the cost of water and booze and bring your own.
Your deck at home is referred to as the verandah.
Your closet is has more Logo items than the Treasure Ketch.
You could open a small spa with all the Steiner creams and lotions you just had to have and all those little H2O bottles of shampoo and lotion.
You pay nightly visits to the fridge for your own "midnight buffet".
You experience serious withdrawal symptoms within a week of your debarkation from your last cruise but since the next one is booked you must start planning immediately.
You think Disney
Crocs are cute and don't feel silly wearing them.
You display the photos you took on your cruises on your refrigerator door as if you were Shutters.
Your family has matching outfits which feature Mickey.
You just can't sleep as well when the gentle rolling of the ocean is not putting you to sleep.
You don't need a map to find anything on
Castaway Cay.
You don't understand why
DCL doesn't list an over the door hanger in their packing list.
You can list 20 uses for duct tape on a cruise.
You understand that you must pack light but your pack list has 300+ items.
You just can't get that "Hey Baby" song out of your mind.
As an adult, you find no problem with wearing your pajamas or a tiara to meet friends on board for lunch.
Your pillowcase was signed by Goofy.
You have a photo taken in the lobby of the ship with 150 of your closest friends.
You keep your cruise wardrobe ready to be packed at a moment's notice and occassionally must find something to wear from the suitcase.
You wonder why people of all races, nationalities, religions, sexual and political orientations get along so well on cruises and so bad at home.
You find yourself looking at complete strangers and upon seeing their lanyards knowing they are your friends.
You own a fish extender.
You find that taking good care of yourself with regular hair & nail appointments, and the occasional massage, is no longer a luxury.
You spend your spare time designing door magnets.
You turn down opportunities to travel to resorts and to major cities if Mickey isn't taking you by ship.
You are disappointed to see the same scenery you saw yesterday out your window when you awaken.
You question the practicality of going to the supermarket, looking for a parking space, shopping for food, taking it home, storing it. cooking it, serving it, and cleaning up, when it is much easier to just order from the menu.
You have a favorite server.
You walk out your front door, stop and smile, expecting a photographer and your name announced.
You get up at 3 a.m. to reserve excursions.
Your cruise souveniers occupy way too many large boxes but you just can't throw them out.
You check the DCL web site just to see your reservation.
You get home from work and wonder why your cabin steward hasn't made the bed yet.
You call your plumber because your toilet doesn't "sound" like it's flushing properly.
You know all your favorites off the room service menu.
You're not a TA, and still have DCL's 800 numbers memorized.
You have your TA's telephone number memorized.
Your TA has your credit card number memorized.
Your co workers no longer ask where your going on vacation.
You know more about DCL than DCL does.
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Rachel and her BFF bought their formal and semi formal dresses this week end and are going to be looking sharp
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Im Sitting Here Talking To My Self Or Now Im Typing To My Self Ha Ha Ha Hey Guys Guess What ??
