I am stressed and I am burnt and I am now on vacation.
Holy Mary Mother of Dog!!!!
For someone who travels for 6 months to a year at a time- it has been 5 years since I have gone anywhere for more than a few days for the purpose of absolute relaxation and that’s just fucking wrong.
Today is Wednesday and I have gotten off of work, cracked a beer and walked the dogs. On Monday, Suz & I shall spend a week in a swanky hotel just a stones through from my old apartment in downtown Vancouver. There will be shopping, eating at my much missed favorite restaurants, and there will be drinks in the hot tub at 9am.
No men, no baby Gray, no dogs. Just the gals.
“Oh hellllo Mr. Vacation. How very nice to see you. Really? Ok. I would love to accompany you back to your place. No, I think I’ll leave my pants on this time but thanks anyway. I’ve missed you terribly.”