Happy National Dog Day!

Happy National Dog Day!

Happy National Dog Day to my favorite family dogs – Weasley and my nephew-dog Jasper 🙂


Vacation Recovery

Ever have that feeling that you need a vacation just to recover from vacation? It happens to me all the time with weekends. I can have a really busy weekend running from one fun [or productive] thing to another and not really get the chance to slow down and relax/prepare for the coming work week. Monday morning rolls around and I start to wish I had a weekend  to recover from my weekend. That’s kind of how I’m feeling about my vacation but in reverse. Vacation was so relaxing and there were no demands on my time and then I come home to early mornings, slow work days and millions of catch-up tasks. I think I need a reverse vacation recovery vacation.

So what would I do on my reverse vacation recovery vacation? Well, since I’m battling a three-hour time difference, I’d take a few days to gradually readjust myself to waking up at 6:25 a.m. EST. Turns out it’s really difficult to go from waking up at what would be 10:30 a.m. or 11:00 a.m. EST for a week [hey we thought we were doing good being up by 8:00 a.m. on vacation!] to actually having to be at work by 8:00 a.m. EST after your body has finally adjusted to it’s new timezone…suddenly 6:25 a.m. becomes 3:25 a.m. and nobody wants to get up at 3:25 in the morning.

During those readjustment days I’d spend some time with Weasley, because he’s been looking so dejected when I leave in the morning and his cries when I run out the door for post-work activities/errands makes my heart break a little every time [if I could just bring him to work with me this wouldn’t be an issue, but my boyfriend keeps telling me that a little separation is good for him {him the dog not him the boyfriend}]. We’d relax in bed with our tea for awhile [probably catching up on the 344 blog posts I came back to in my Feedly] and then go for a nice long walk and maybe to the dog park.

I’d also work in leisurely workouts, maybe the longer Pilates tape or even going to the studio for a yoga class. Being creative with my workouts [speed walking and carrying a heavy purse and carry-on all the way across the airport counts right???], I was able to fit my three in for the week but I don’t think they came close to balancing out all the “I think I’m just going to lay here until my food baby goes away” dinners we ate.

And then there are all the glamorous chores: laundry [I think I’m up to four or five loads], vacuuming and sweeping, a bathroom to clean, dishes to wash, groceries to buy, banking to do, a dog to bathe after his week on the farm…the list is never ending. If I had one solid day I think I could get it all done, but that pesky daytime activity known as work makes solid days of nothing tough. Add in the fun stuff like seeing friends and cleaning out the DVR and there just don’t seem to be enough hours in the week.

Oh well, I guess this is all part of growing up. The vacation itself was amazing [pictures and a recap to come…go ahead and mentally add that to my list of things to do] so I have no reason to complain. Thankfully the weekend is coming…let’s just hope I don’t need to recover from that too!