Well, we are starting a fresh week. I am hopeful that the antics of all those involved in the events of last week are off for the Easter/Passover break as I have heard it called. We are, after all, a Judeo-Christian nation!! Don’t get that-but that is for another day. Most people I know just call it spring break. Much more descriptive.
I feel like crap. I have a cold that is in my chest-I sound like a diesel engine when I breathe, and my cough is even worse. I hope that this passes quickly. My granddaughters had this; I realize how awful they must have felt, and I feel very bad for them. At least I understand what is going on. They are on the mend now.
My week is not a break. I have several matters on my calendar, and I am not happy about it. My job requires me to be double, triple and quadruple booked on a regular basis. It gets old. I am tired of fighting. I am tired of fighting pointless battles for other people. I guess that I am old. I have been doing it for 20+ years. How does anyone keep the intensity going for that long? I want a different job. Does anyone have anything for me?
I am probably just feeling sorry for myself. I may just be feeling this ongoing grief in a skewed way. I don’t know exactly. I am, in turn, pissed as hell, tired, frustrated and just plain cranky. My poor husband. He lives with me.
I need a vacation. A real vacation. A two-week, no calls, no messages, no work, no problems and in a wonderfully beautiful place vacation. I think the Europeans have things right. I hear, anyway, that the standard is that Europe takes the month of August off. At least the middle class. I like that plan. I can’t ever see it happening here. We, as Americans, view such a thing as too, well, European! We can’t do that!
I have a trip planned in June to my daughter’s graduation. That will be nice-but it is really not a vacation. We will be sightseeing and moving around the entire 11 days. Three days here, two days there. In August, I am hosting a family reunion/80th birthday party for family. I will try to take a week off of work, but it is not a vacation. In September, I hope to get a trip scheduled to San Diego. My husband and I want to check it out as a possible place to move. I’ve never been there. Maybe that will be more like a vacation. Probably not. My husband is not a sit in one place for a week kind of guy. We will be sightseeing once again. So, I guess the prospects are slim for a rejuvenating vacation any time in the foreseeable future.
I will continue to dream of my getaway. If I can dream it, will it happen?
Just My Life 
I understand. I want a week with a beach with white sand, blue water with no obligation except to soak up the sun but it isn’t happening.
By: Kay Dennison on March 29, 2010
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We live in the rainy Pacific Northwest… so we like to escape to a sunny place in the winter, usually in late January or February, often Mexico or Hawaii. But this year, well, it didn’t happen and I must admit, I am in withdrawal. There is something to be said for a week in a tropical climate. I too am not one for sitting around doing nothing, but Cancun… well there is lots to do at a place like that. Travel is good for the soul.
By: Robert the Skeptic on April 6, 2010
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