Saturday, March 10, 2012

Travelocity to Homestyle Freestyle

Have you ever heard of needing a vacation to recover from the vacation? I loved traveling through Hawaii and think the Big Island could become one of my favorite places on earth. I don't think I am finished with it yet, especially since a box of Mr. Ed's Bakery jam came in the mail this morning. However, I am still tired.

The problem with travel is that your life is waiting for you when you return. The established routines are a blessing and a curse. Unfortunately, we had an overnight flight, and once in Calgary, the snowstorms delayed us badly. In addition, Westjet had caused a bit of consternation as they kept trying to seat the girls and myself in exit rows. Nine boarding passes later and a few irate gentlemen who were thinking that I was being unreasonable (did they really want to supervise the girls after they had been traveling for over 24 hours?), we arrived home after 8:00 p.m. Might I mention that I hadn't slept at all since the day before. I scrambled to get sorted and then Tuesday's schedule hit with a vengence. I was feeling dead tired by the time that finished only to be hit with Wednesday and then Thursday.... Friday was better with playdates and fun after school but I was so grateful to have my bed, my pillow and no alarm clock for Saturday morning.

There is something blissfully satisfying when you wake up on a weekend, after being as tired as I was, to sunlight blinking through the curtains and quiet in the house. The girls were settled into the TV downstairs as I could hear it through the vent. I snuggled back in after a glance at the clock told me it was 10:30. And the next time I looked, it was noon. I really slept that long? Wow. I feel so much better and I was so impressed at how delightful the girls were. They could have woken me up for breakfast, but they sorted themselves out. They could have made an unholy racket, but they watched TV instead.

This Saturday makes up for the week. I no longer feel like I need a vacation from my life. I wish that I didn't have to move my clock foward in the morning. The freewheeling homecoming continues. Got a nice island not doing anything? I'd be interested!

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