Finding the OFF Button

After a day-long bout of travel that offered multiple patience training opportunities, the family and I are now happily ensconced in Playa Del Carmen, Mexico.  (Yes, yes, I know it’s not security conscious of me to  share in real-time.  Let me just say, the homestead has not been left unguarded.  I was sure to arm the house sitter with a fully stocked gun closet and a pair of burly SEALS.  I’m hoping the handsome SEALs don’t distract her from pulling the trigger on intruders if necessary.)

The most challenging part of vacation day one?  Sitting still.

Yep, my OFF button has been buried so deep, I’ve spent the first part of my vacation relearning how to plant my ass in one place and just chill.  This isn’t a challenging directive at home because exhaustion tends to lend a helping hand.  Here, it’s a whole new ballgame.

My relaxation challenge was further exacerbated by the fact that beaches and pools do not mix well with electronics…which is where all my books are stored.  Thank God, my buddy Marilyn Pappano gave me her latest release, A Hero To Come Home To before I left town or I’d have been screwed.

The good news is, I’ve finally begun to settle into a slow moving groove.  I actually sat beneath a swath of palm trees for a good forty-five minutes late this afternoon engaged only in people watching.

Well, ok.  I might have slipped in a little multi-tasking with a tasty margarita.

Tomorrow I shall preserver to the next level of relaxation as hubby and I have scheduled a couples massage.  I’ll report my findings as soon as I’m certain I’ve sampled all resort desert options.

Anyone else go on vacation recently and get a brutal reminder of how hard it is to just sit and enjoy?