When we come home from vacation, we often take the absolute last possible flight in order to stretch our vacation as long as possible.
There's a massive downside to that strategy, however, and that is that we usually land in the Austin airport at 11:45 p.m., don't arrive home until well past midnight, and then are expected to leap from bed, ready to jump right back into school and work at 5:50 a.m. the next morning.
Needless to say, we also then end up with nothing to eat, our suitcases sit in our bedroom for several days, and we have no clean clothing to wear. It's a terrific system.
Actually, it gives me a headache just thinking about it.
Every time this happens (which, seriously, is every single vacation or trip), Bart says to me "Next time, let's come home a day early so we can rest up from our vacation, get unpacked, and be ready to get back to real life."
We never do, of course, because vacation time is too precious to use on unpacking!!!!
Then, this Christmas break, I ended up with six weeks off of school and three weeks off of work. And clearly, we weren't going to go on vacation for five weeks (even we have limits, people), so we ended up back in Texas six days before I had to go back to work and two full weeks before school restarted.
We slept in. We watched movies. We unpacked. We sorted through all our closets. We took in old paint cans to be recycled. We donated two laundry baskets of clothing to the Salvation Army. We went out to dinner with friends.
It was oh so glorious.
Of course, it did make returning to work yesterday a little difficult since I was not only in vacation mode, I was in at-home-vacation mode.
But, hey, at least my closets are clean.