photo from metro.co.uk * see story below
Ever feel like you’re that little dog and the giant horse is your LIFE?
That’s me; the perky eared little guy bravely standing on the withers of the lumbering Clydesdale.
One false move = disaster.
The reality is that it’s not quite that dramatic.
My desk job doesn’t involve me running into burning buildings or curing cancer.
I have a higher risk of a paper cut than I do a trip & fall.
It’s the getting back into the groove that’s daunting.
Planning meals. Keeping up with laundry.
Checking homework. Making sure the boy packed his lunch.
Having to be somewhere everyday, on time.
I know – wah, wah, wah – call the wah-mbulance!
It’s our own fault.
We’ve had 10 delicious days off!
Days with no schedule, nothing pressing, no deadlines, no pressure.
It was everything we wanted and just what we needed.
And now … the fridge is looking scrawny; laundry is calling my name.
But .. just for today, I’m rolling in one last afternoon at home with my loves, under the glow of my still-up-Christmas-tree, watching holiday movies on the DVR and finishing off last of the boxed candy.
Anybody else having trouble letting go?
p.s. – for the story of this unique doggie/horse friendship, visit http://www.metro.co.uk/news/695710-dog-survives-a-squashing-by-horse-pal
Exactly what I felt when I got home from my vacation last month. I really did not want those care-free days to end. But you will soon find the little joys of preparing meals, and the memories of what caused the stains on clothing to bring a smile to your face.
I suppose it’s not a bad thing that we had time off that was so good, eh? Cup half full
Of course not, but I think instead of cup half full, it is more like cup is still full, but I am now drinking tea instead of coffee.
Me too! Hard to come back to reality, even when reality is pretty good….time off with no schedule is always better!
You got it, Sheila!