vacation, all i ever wanted....

So, last week I was on vacation. Not just vacation from blogging (I did take a whole week off there, sorry about that!), but vacation from my job.

You all know by now that I work from home. So, vacation is weird. I'm still just home, except I have a lot less to do. I enjoyed being able to ignore the clock (to a certain extent... I mean, there are still children to feed), I absolutely loved going to bed early, and I do think I got a good amount of rest.

But it's weird just the same. When I was ever on vacation from a regular job, having the chance to be at home for a week was very appealing. When I take vacation from my current job, it's a bit unsettling. It's as though a third of the things that I take care of each day just don't exist. Imagine if you took vacation from work, but still went to the office every day and saw your desk and your computer and all the things to do. You don't do any of it, because that's the point of vacation; but it's still there, mocking you. I know I am not explaining this very well, all I can say is that it is disconcerting.

I swear, I was almost relieved to be back to work yesterday. I said almost. I have one week of vacation to take in each of the remaining months this year. That's 3 more weeks of vacation and no plans.

Remind me to travel next year. Please!