Post-Vacation Blues
It was inevitable: the post-vacation blues have arrived. Am I the only one that suffers from this disorder?
Don’t get me wrong, we didn’t have a perfect vacation. The kids fought a lot the first few days. Life at home is usually busy, we go in so many different directions, we are rarely all at home together anymore. I think my children had to figure out how to be together again and enjoy one another without the usual distractions. My husband had to remember how to relax without feeling guilty. I had to remember that even though I was on vacation, I still had to be a wife and mother and give some thought to those pesky responsibilities that never go away (like meals and dirty clothes). All of that took about 3 days.
Just as we began to enjoy ourselves, Will developed a bad rash on his leg and we make a visit to the doc-in-a-box for steroids and antibiotics. The dog ate the leftover raw chicken that the kids were putting in the crab trap (after it sat on the dock in the hot sun for two days) and became ill. She did survive, but it was touchy there for a day. Anna Scott developed bronchitis and worried us all with her coughing. I am happy to report that she also survived, and is doing better on her antibiotics:). And Bill and I got terribly sunburned when I tried to save a few bucks and use last year’s suntan lotion. Bad idea.
Sound like fun to you? It was for us. As we say in our family, when things don’t go as planned, we “made memories”. There was much upside: we had a great time on the beach, in the sound, in the pool, on the brother-in-laws’ boats, watching the 4th-of-July fireworks from the water, playing with cousins, going to the waterslide, playing game after game of UNO, celebrating Will’s 17th birthday by watching him parasail, digging for sanddollars, visiting the aquarium (see Anna Scott’s picture at right), and much, much more. Also, my mother-in-law came and helped tremendously with the meals and dirty clothes! Most of all, we enjoyed one another and enjoyed being a family again. Isn’t that what vacation is all about?!
Sigh. When can I go back?
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