Are We There Yet?

The countdown is on! My husband has a mere six working days before he takes his annual vacation. We are in that anticipatory pre-vacation mode. You know that place; like the dog watching out the window, hearing the car door shut, becoming filled with giddiness, and prancing and wagging its tail waiting for it’s human to come inside. Every year at the beginning of October, we begin frolicking about in eager expectation of the last week. We begin to loosen up. That carefree spirit starts to emerge. We certainly do not want to rush October because it is our favorite month, but that precious last week is sacred. At quitting time on that last day of work, my husband runs out of his office and drives off like a lone wolf into the dark of night, destination home. We celebrate our anniversary that week. We celebrate his birthday that week. We celebrate the crisp air and beautiful colors of autumn that week. We celebrate being together, attending the Men and Boys’ Choir first performance of the season at the local catholic cathedral, long drives with no objective or purpose, road trips, visiting a bookstore, staying up late, sleeping in, hibernating a day or two, lighter moods and laughter, and rest. There are always a few “to do’s,” but the rush of time slows, schedules mainly cease, pressures release, anxieties temper, and a calming peace lightens our hearts. We become like eagles flying high, soaring on unseen air currents.

We have never been “vacationers.” We used to spend a night here or there, but have never traveled to far off destinations. Age, pets, and finances make us predominantly “staycationers.”  And, honestly, we have come to prefer and enjoy it that way. We share a deep friendship wherever we find ourselves. We love gut-splitting laughter, times of quietness, and the simpler things of life. Home is our refuge, a sanctuary of serenity, a haven of contentment. Certainly, life’s heartaches, struggles, and cares do not dissipate, but we place them on the back burner as a respite from the storms. As the few old quotes state from Gone with the Wind, “Fiddle-Dee-Dee, I’ll think about it tomorrow,”  “After all tomorrow is another day,” and “Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.”  So, hats off and cheers to our fast approaching, passionately welcome “staycation!” Our tails are wagging! Are we there yet?

Love you, mean it!

5 thoughts on “Are We There Yet?

  1. The anticipation of anything positive is half the fun. Shut out the world and get in and out of each other’s ’ heads. Take time to be together, but stray off alone for some you time if you can find it. Love being with your partner but it’s even better when you love yourself even more when being with your,partner. Sometime that’s acquired through a little meditative alone time.

    Watch your TV shows with ice cream while in bed. Don’t do the dishes for a couple of days. Pretend the vacuum is just the pool’s Polaris Being stored out of water. Do nothing until you absolutely have to.

    Whatever you do, however you do it, enjoy your much deserved time off.

    LK

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