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Mindfull-ness

I am on Day 4 in the Maldives. It is still morning time and I can feel myself getting restless. I feel like I slept, ate and was healthy for the first 3 days and those were important priorities. Me and B are spending time together and enjoying having the time and facing tough choices like going to the Beach or the Water Villa, joining a yoga class or going to the spa. 
I decided to finish my book today, The Happiness Trap. It may not be the book of my life (How google Works gets me way more excited, given I started it after this book and finished 2 weeks ago) but it is the book that helps me change my life. Unlike any other self help book it is not all about being positive embracing life, keeping happy. It is preciselly about how this chase of happiness leads you to a trap to then be dissatisfied whenever you are any less than perfectly happy. I had stopped the book as I could not get one of the tasks completed but now decided I had to reas through the end, as it was probably not reasonable to be recommending the book or even be writing about the book without actually ever finishing it. It happens to me with books that I found so helpful that I start taking notes, writing about it, going back and forward but then neer finish. The other ones I remember lile this is Zilch, which I loved every bit, started taking notes, implemented some actions, but never made it to the end. This was years ago, when I still bought paper books. I now put it back to my night table, to see if the pressure of seeing it evey night works. Clearly not so far, 
Anyway, I finished my book and I got restless. Restless because I feel like I followed instructions so well and on the last stretch, I have stopped putting on paper my values and goals. I feel like this would help me greatly and actually facilitate a meaningful life. But whilst sometimes I am certain I am following my values others I wonder that if I put these down on paper I may face the reality that I am not and then I need to do some change. That is why I also wanted to stay away from the Landmark Forum. But the more I am aware of what is making me restless the more I know I will do it. Once you train your observing mind to identify what thoughts bother you, then you wither diffuse them or take action. And I fear these may be worthy of action. 
My mind is always full, just not sure that is mindfullness. 
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