Oh. My. God. It’s already Tuesday? The Monday post-vacation-bulldozer must have knocked me unconscious!
See, this is what happens when you take a vacation. First you leap tall buildings in a single bound to get ready. Then you plow through the airports (and customs in my case) carrying both your own and your children’s “necessary” electronics. You arrive at your destination long enough to
toss and turn sleep on a concrete comfy bed and eat enough food to gain ten pounds, then pivot and dodge back through the airport in reverse. When you return to home sweet home, you wade through mountains a week’s worth of laundry and try to get all your toiletries back in the right place.
Whew. All done.
Until you go back to work.
All I could think yesterday was, “Can I get a do over?”
Don’t get me wrong. Mexico was lovely. Even on the day it rained I was fairly relaxed. (All except for the aforementioned brick I slept on and the fights I had with their Wi-Fi.) But, MAN! Going on vacation with two young kiddos is a helluva lot of work!
So, you can understand why I’ve been spending a lot of the last twenty-four hours comparing the past week with my traditional Christmas Eve through New Year’s Staycation stretch. (AKA – The week where Rhenna does nothing but sit in her pajamas and read books.) Perhaps next year, the family should consider a summer Staycation? It would certainly be less costly, though the kids wouldn’t have a fresh stash of loot from Santa to entertain them.
What’s your preference for spending precious time off? Vacation or Staycation? If you prefer to travel, where do you go? Beaches and sunshine? Cool, white-topped mountains? Any techniques for dealing with the post-vacation workload?