Trip Lag

I am suffering from trip lag. Trip lag is when you know you have to get back to your real life and do all your real life things, but you just don’t want to. I was very happy having no expectations on me other than being where I needed to be at the time I was supposed to be there. Now I am home and the expectation is that I will do laundry and buy food and make meals. I miss my vacation!

Now before you have even the smallest pang of sadness for me, you should know that next week we are off to Colorado to see my cousin and her family. We will only be gone a week and since we rented a small house near where she lives, we will have some reality of cooking some meals but overall, a vacation is happening. We will also be driving which will be fun, we love our road trips!

Before I can even start planning for the next trip, I have to get over this trip lag. I have yard work to do and laundry to keep up and groceries to buy, before I can even start thinking about packing I have to face my current reality…THE ENGLAND TRIP IS OVER! No one is going to drive me places or plan my day for me, I have to face reality, I am back in my real life.

I knew before this summer started that it was going to be a busy nonstop summer. We have packed a lot in. Actually we had to turn down an invite for early August because we will be gone three weekends in a row and we just wanted some time at home. I know, I know…WAAAAAA, you don’t feel bad for me. I don’t blame you! This is a good problem to have but before I can enjoy my next round of summer fun, I have to realize that I have responsibilities and actually do them.

I am proud that I did my banking and grocery shopping yesterday. I also made dinner which was darn good if I do say so myself, but it was all just to keep the family from having me over thrown. I am trying to not let on how bad my trip lag really is and so far I have everyone here fooled. They all think I am back and ready to get back to the way things were before I left. I’m going to let them think that, it can’t hurt anything, by the time they figure out I’m not with the program, I will be leaving again. I think I can keep this charade up at least until September…wish me luck!