I’ve decided that vacations should be three weeks long.
The first week should be spent in travel and augmented with rich food, swilling conversations and good company.
The second week should be spent detoxifying. Running the laundry, re-stocking the pantry, re energizing.
The third week should be spent in respite. Watching the icicles form on your eaves, admiring the golden brown locks on your baby’s head, realizing that you both really like baba ganoush & cornbread for lunch.
This last week has been an unexpected bonus week. The blizzard and incredibly low temperatures have kept us indoors as much as possible and away from our normal work, errands, and routine. It has been wonderful.
The indoor track has provided an energy burning outlet (to keep us from scaling the walls) and the new space heaters have been running almost continuously. I’m not ready for this dynamic to change really anytime soon.