well, I'm not actually going away, but I am taking two days off during the middle of the week for some quality me time. That basically means vegging out and sleeping a lot.
I prefer to break up my vacation time into little chunks — week here, few days there — rather than take it all in one shot. Maybe that's because I'm not big on traveling and going places and doing things. When people find out I'm going on vacation, they ask me, "So what are you going to do?," I reply, "Nothing ... and a lot of it."
Because isn't that what a vacation is supposed to be all about, getting away from the monotony, craziness, tension, stress and general bleah that is the job? So why replace it with a crazed traveling schedule, flying somewhere, touring all over, dealing with hotel beds and meals, etc.? Most people I know who come back from one of those big vacations are actually relieved to get back to work — so they can recuperate from their vacation! They need vacations from their vacations.
Maybe I got all my traveling out of my system as a child in a military family, moving every two to three years and traveling all over the country and to some parts of the Pacific.
The most work-like stuff I plan to do is catching up on a few chores, doing 4 days worth of dishes (a character flaw, yes) and do 3-4 loads of laundry. Maybe, if I can break out of my laziness stupor, I will be able to summon the energy to sweep and maybe even mop. Don't look so stunned!!!
Hmm ... OK ... do look stunned. You got me there.
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3 comments:
thanks, darlin' ... such was the life of a military child ...
i moved every 3-4 years and i love to travel!
and ...move....i'm doing your dishes. that's disgusting!
the dishes are now completely done, and my big, strong man-hands are all pruny!
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