Mondays are always the same. Doubly this way after my week long vacation in Rock Hill, SC to see family. Work just piles up because I ignore it. This was the first vacation in a rather long while when I went for almost all of it without having to think about work, so it ended up being a true vacation. I so rarely get them, I hardly know what to do when they happen this way. There was something wonderful about coming back from a long time away into a weekend as well. It let me get a grip on the daily flow much easier than if we got back late on Sunday and then dived headlong into the week after that. Those sorts of times feel too rushed.

That being said, I can’t really get rah-rah about traveling again for a while. Going places and doing things is fun of course, but there is a distinct part of me that values some time to just not do anything. A day reading, or catching up on my news, or something like that. Puttering about the house – not having to drive somewhere, buy something, do stuff, sometimes that just bothers me.

These next few weeks will be rough and tumble, at least financially. But I can make it, one step at a time if I’m careful.