And as usual, that’s not a good thing.
Because I stink at vacation.
Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy the time away from home (code: work).
I’m just not good at it.
Vacation is everything I despise.
No structure. No schedule. No reason to set the alarm to get up early. No To Do List where I can scratch off my accomplishments in the order of importance.
Just day after day of sitting around watching time pass by.
It’s unstructured and exhausting.
They have walks to take, books to read, little towns to explore, naps to take, and movies to watch (in the effort of full-disclosure… Buddy isn’t that great of a reader).
This is also exhausting.
Watching them relaxing and accomplishing nothing.
The best part of vacation for me is the anticipation of going. After that it’s all downhill.
Once I arrive at the chosen vacation spot, my thoughts turn to when we have to leave.
When should we start packing?
What time should we leave so we beat traffic?
Will we get back early enough so I can mow the yard?
A vacation is almost more exhausting than staying home and being in my normal routine.
Actually, it’s more than exhausting.
It’s a little pathetic now that I think about it.
Question/snide remark from said “Tech Queen” – A little pathetic?