Right now work is the last place I want to be.
I don't know if I am just exhausted from last week? perhaps it is that I am feeling the emergence of the itch to travel as I read Ruby's adventures in India or see James fabulous pictures of the peaks in the Pacific Northwest? Just Run shares her pictures of time spent by the water with friends. There is also this experienced and shared by Beautiful Disaster... which leaves me wanting something similar.
I am restless.
The last thing I want to do is sit in my little office in this tower compiling information for a report that no one is going to read.
And honestly, the next person who asks me what I am doing for vacation.... I will truly, well, I don't know what I will do but it might not be pretty.
Vacation is something I do in June just before the 4th of July. It is usually something that involves travel, but domestic travel east of the Mississippi. Oh, and vacation with a child is never really a vacation - more of an adventure I suppose, but not relaxing.
I have the mid-summer blues.
I am surviving the dog days of summer, but just barely.
August looms before me with no true end in sight. There is nothing happening in August; my calendar is clear. The Diva's dad is going to his beach house, half the office is hitting the Eastern Shore or the Outer Banks, and me... the Diva and I are excitedly looking forward to two trips to the orthodontist.
A friend just returned from Bermuda... and they are thinking about going back in August. I want to ask if she can fit the Diva and me in their luggage.
I want to leave the state; I want to travel.
I need a true, honest to goodness, nothing to do but "be" vacation.
Since this is not going to happen, thank you so much for posting your pictures and stories allowing me to, in a way, share yours...