Vacation
is an interesting word. It means to
vacate your current “residence” to temporarily escape to a better place. All
other words from the same root: evacuate, vacant, eviction, have negative
connotations, but vacation is one of the most wonderful words in the English
language. There is no word for
“returning from vacation” because we do not assign words to concepts this and
disgusting.
I
really, really, needed this vacation. I
had let issues, problems and circumstances create an unhealthy amount of stress
the last few months. I actually
experienced burnout about ten days before my vacation and just sort of drifted
through the haze until departure day.
This
vacation needed to be awesome and it was. It was one of my best vacations ever.
It was a time of total relaxation when I did not think or worry about
anything. A friend once told me I think
too much and she is so right. So I shut
down the think tank for a week and cleared out the gunk.
Meanwhile
those issues, problems and circumstances didn’t go anywhere last week. No, they
were still waiting for me upon my return.
But incredibly, even though I was not there to worry about them, my
problems did not get any worse last week!
Yes the situations remain, but I am now recharged, refreshed and
rejuvenated and in a much better condition to deal with them than just a week
ago.
It
will be a challenge to “re-engage” and actually care about things after
escaping to “the island of no cares” (my new name for Sanibel) for a week. I imagine Monday morning at work will be
enough to slap me back into a “caring” reality.
The Best Thing I Saw
On Vacation
No,
it wasn’t the beach “bums”! It was the
awesome Sanibel sunrises. People
actually line the beach to view it. It
is beyond description. (See my daughter’s photo) It is so beautiful you have to
be careful to occasionally glance away, because of course you are looking into
the sun. I actually gazed too long
Tuesday morning and had some spots in my eyes for a few minutes.
The Thing I Won’t
Miss
The
sounds your rubber sandals make after they get wet. I labeled these “the sandal farts”.
My Biggest Regret
I
wore my new, orange, clam diggers to the beach, found a shovel and started
digging for clams. Alas, I found no clams even though I was wearing the
appropriate pants! I thus had to pay for
clams at the restaurant and those lazy bums didn’t even take them out of the
shell for me! While
digging for clams I noticed this woman watching me from behind. After a few minutes I turned around and faced
her. She looked away suddenly, blushed,
and then walked away. Why, I think she was staring at my bum! She was a bum looker! Okay, so she was a senior citizen. At my age, I’ll take it.
My Biggest Surprise
I
rented the 2014 Chevrolet Impala which recently won the “Best In Class Award”
from Consumer Reports. It is a
tremendous ride. I can not believe it
is a Chevrolet!
Final Count From
Sanibel Island – The Shelliest Beach in the U.S.A.:
Shells
Collected: 0
Bums
Looked At: Okay, so I may have hit
triple digits. Next time I am going to
take one of those hand-held counters. I
don’t think they make a “bum looking” app for a smart phone (but maybe they
should).
I
am happy to announce that I am working with Jimmy Buffet in writing the lyrics
for his new, sure-to-be-a hit single, “I’m a Bum Looker”:
She raised up her bum
Then I spilled all my
rum
And it carried on out
to the sea
Yes, I’m just a bum
looker
My eyes oh they took
her ….
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