Party’s Over

This is it – the last day of vacation for me. The kids are back in school, the hubby is back at work. I’m by myself and I’m relishing each moment of it (finally). But looming over me is the fact that tomorrow I will have to go back to my ‘regular’ life. Tomorrow I go back to getting up at 5:30 AM, to make sure the kids get up and go off to school on time. I go back to fighting traffic on my way into work. I go back to sitting at my desk for eight hours a day and then going to the gym (ugh!) three days a week. No more sleeping in late. No more staying up late. No more eating-whatever-I-want-because-I’ll-just-work-it-off-next-week. The party is over; it’s time to clean up and go home.

Which stinks, because even with a week and a half off, it still doesn’t feel like I’ve had enough time off to completely recoup from everyday life. Rest-time is never long enough. But I suppose if it was, if we had two days of work and five days of ‘weekend’, we’d still complain. Or we’d take it for granted. We’d lose sight of what’s important and then…I’ll let you fill in the blanks. I guess God, in his wisdom, knew what he was doing when he instituted the Sabbath. Still, I wouldn’t mind one more day of vacation.

Every day. 

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