Post Blues

What a typical blog to write, after coming back from vacation, but it's on my mind and easy to write about today. Of course, like everyone, coming back to work from an entire week away is almost as impossible as coming out of a bad relationship (will leave that thought for a later day...).

Today, every moment that I blink, I hope to be taken back to riding on my mean polka-dotted horse, heading down a muddy trail, or paddling down towards my vacation friends in my kayak (one of my new favorite things to keep trying). I think about all the things that I wish I would have done on vacation, and missed out on, like the view from the mountain. I think about what I might do different next time I go, and where I'll go, and even wonder who the next person that I will vacation with...

Worst thing about coming back from vacation is having to pretend like the entire event did not happen. You have to practically make believe that you weren't even gone from work at all. Well, except for the 300 emails in your work email box. Everyone at work looks at you to step right back up and continue with your projects as if you weren't still dreaming of the week before. Doesn't everyone know that at 2pm I take my afternoon siesta?

Like climbing back onto my horse, like off of a hard fall, I fall back into my seat in my cubicle, minus the fresh air, with my head reeling with thoughts of what's going to happen this week and that I hope I can get back on my diet. Most importantly, however I wonder when will the blues stop? Who knows....I may be blaming vacation blues on the million other things that I have streaming through my head and causing sadness. "Tomorrow will seem more normal", I tell myself.

80's Music and Mocha Light Frapp

I have the worst vacationitis ever right now. Remember that feeling you had your last semester in high school after Spring Break, when you could hardly concentrate on anything productive? Well, that has been me for most of this week. With each day, my itis has gotten increasingly worse and worse.

When you live and work in DC and it begins to get very hot and humid out in August, Congress goes on their summer break and everything in DC slows down. Lots of things in DC depend on Congress. Not only do the actual congressional members leave to vacation, but so do many of their staff members. Outside of the Hill, many other organizations that depend on Congressional funding also slow down. Because I work at a government contractor that relies on the money bequeathed by Congress, my job is very very very slow in August. The vacationitis, coupled with the very boring days, has made work nearly unbearable. Thank god for my 80's Punk CD and Starbucks. They are the only things keeping me from falling asleep, aside from Meghan and I's chats. (My cube-mate, not Meghan, seriously fell asleep a little while ago.....Shhhh. Don't tell anyone).

So to bide my time, when we are not making a Starbucks run, I over utilize Google looking for new things to see and do while in Maine. Let's see, so far I have come up with, lots of places to eat, hike, boat, and ski. Well, obviously we will not be skiing, but the other things sound fun. I am so not dieting while on vacation....Isn't there a law against that, anyhow?