I've never done well on vacations. All that unstructured time really gets to me. I filled this one up though so it wasn't bad.
Last Friday, I went out singing, Saturday I played D&D (we do it every other week), Monday and Thursday I had board game day at my friend Jay's house, Tuesday I had appointments all day, Wednesday I cleaned all day and went out singing all night, yesterday we had play rehearsal all morning and then I did laundry all afternoon. I filled up my days well.
I'm kicking myself today because I bailed on my plans so I could correct papers, pay bills, and do all the other stuff I need to do to get ready for Monday. I planned it that way so that tomorrow I won't get stressed and we could maybe go to the movies or something.
I have become an earlier bird in my old age so other than the days after my singing nights, I was up by 8 every day this week (no alarm) and even after those nights, I was up by 10 (no alarm). I went to bed at midnight last night, later than usual but nothing too crazy and I've had plenty of rest this week.
So when did I get up today, my day to tie up all the loose ends and prepare to go back to work? 11AM? Noon? No, I woke up at 2:15 this afternoon and absolutely panicked. My entire day was gone. How could I have slept so long?
So anyway, I still managed to do some dishes and put things away, and I thought that I ought to at least say hello before everyone thought I'd disappeared. I've been keeping up with the reading mostly, I just haven't posted. I think after all the stress, I just really needed a break.
So I'm here and I imagine I'll be back into the swing of things when I return to work.