I’m home from vacation and I have a ton of mail to catch up on. I’m also getting ready for work, which I’m heading to in a half an hour. Dear god, I didn’t miss it.
I’m tired. I was in bed by 10:30PM last night, which I never do. I was up at 5AM as the tradeoff, but I forced myself to toss and turn and stay in bed until 8AM.
You know, I didn’t miss feeding the animals as the first thing I do each morning. Or cleaning the litterbox. Or putting the dogs out. Or putting the dogs in because they’re barking and waking up the neighborhood. Or …
I didn’t do much on my vacation. I read, I slept and I took long hot baths to relax. It was everything I don’t really get to do here without interruptions or time constraints limiting what I can do. I was SO pissed the one day when the hotel didn’t have hot water. I mean how can I relax for an hour (“do not disturb” sign firmly on the door so the #$#@’ing cleaning ladies wouldn’t interrupt my relaxation), if there’s no hot water? Bastards.
I will give the holiday inn express credit — much cleaner rooms and bigger bathtubs than red roof inn. I may have a new choice. Though their complimentary soap made me break out. ::Grumble:: Perfumed soap? Dear god. Just give me oil of olay and I’m happy. No fuss, no mess, no sneezing.
I’m SO not ready to get out of this chair yet and face the day. But I have to. And with that …
k9