Here's a last look at vacation.
The first day back to work was a slow one. The work was slow but so was the clock. At lunchtime I realized I had nobody to eat with. After two weeks of constant companionship with any number of people, I was sitting in the office garage wondering where to go and who I could ask to join me. It was a pitiful moment. Mind you, I don't want any.
Lunch made me sleepy too. I nearly dozed off in a riveting budget meeting and thought it best for me to wrap it up early on Monday and get home by 600.
Amazingly, it was a rain-free day with a rare breeze. It was good enough to go running, in my mind, so I did just that. I hadn't run on my own in long time so the pace I ran was my own too. A little fast; a little slow. I battled through the heat and humidity, feeling strong enough to keep a hard pace which surprised me. I also realized I was dehydrated quite a bit from flying the day before. Nevertheless, I came home and did some chores, had dinner, looked at vacation pictures again and fell in bed around 12, still stuck in my vacation time mode. A few hard jolts of caffeine may be necessary to get me through Day 2. We'll see.
3 comments:
That picture is *beautiful*. Someone's backyard?! And it's hard to break out of vacation-mode, especially when you had such a relaxing few weeks :-) Espresso anyone??
That's my folks' yard where I stayed in Rhode Island. If I turned 180 degrees, I'd have been looking at water, boats and a barrier beach. Ahhhhhhh.....
It's so hard to switch gears, isn't it? It's always been so sad to me, after every vacation, how it doesn't take long at all to become so immersed back into the day-to-day that by mid-week it seems like an entire vacation was just a dream.
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