Lesson 105 - Vacation is work
It has been such a long time since I had the time (or the brain power) to write down my most recent lessons...but now it is summer and I am on vacation from work so I have time. Vacation from work...now that is a funny thing to think about. Yes, I am on vacation from my career of teaching (even though I still have to check email, run reports and coordinate things for next year) but the idea of being on vacation from work cracks me up. When you think of vacation, what do you picture? A lounge chair, a quiet beach, and a margarita? Sitting on a balcony overlooking a Tuscan Vineyard drinking a nice glass of Pinot Noir? Regulating your five year old when he is trying to teach your 8 month old how to sit still long enough so he can do a flying karate jump over her head? This last one paints the picture of my vacation. Staying home all day with two sugars is definitely crazier - and more work - than actually going to work...and definitely not what I would call a 'relaxing' vacation. You all know this. My day starts at 6ish and doesn't end until...well, what time is it now? My son - now officially a 1st grader - has more energy in one karate move than I can find in a week. Pair that up with my daughter, who recently learned how (and thinks is HILARIOUS) to scream like a baby Pterodactyl any chance she gets. So needless to say...the day is nuts. Being the organized mom that I am, I have planned out 'fun' things to do each day with the kids so that they don't drive me to use a melon-baller on my left eye. I scoped out all the free movies, library reading days, free concerts in the park, movies at the lake, places we can go pick things... and I have the summer fun raring to go. The festivities start tomorrow - the first official day of Summer Break - so we'll see how that goes... and if my 'planning' lasts more than a week, or if I end up throwing it out the window and blowing up the baby pool in the backyard. I'm thinking that after this vacation, I am going to need a vacation. So, the lesson in all of this is to not really expect to relax until your kids are grown, out of the house and married...yikes!
