What a Life!

It is so good to be home.

I mean, I love my parents dearly, but their lifestyle is so different from ours. They’re always on the go. I don’t think Joey got a single nap while we were there, other than sleeping in his carseat or in someone’s arms while we were doing something, which doesn’t really count as a good nap.

On the plane on the way back, he was more than the Energizer Bunny – he just wouldn’t quit – and I could tell he was absolutely exhausted. We got home, and I thought he would be happy to run around and play, but he just was upset about everything. I put him to bed shortly after 6:00 – an hour and a half before his normal bedtime.

He slept until I went to bed – which was earlier than I would like to admit – and then he got up every half hour until 11-something when I got upset at him and gave him a little lecture that we were at home now and he was supposed to stay in his bed and sleep. I filled his little tummy, then put him to bed. He only got up twice more – at 2 and at 5 – so apparently my little lecture worked.

Today we are staying home. Nevermind that the pantry is practically empty and we need basics like milk and bread. We are staying at home, and the boys are going to sleep as long as they want. [Even Ben was grumpy last night.]

I remember as a teenager, visiting my friend Sara when I came home on leave from school. Her parents had a house on the river, and they would just go there and relax and do nothing all weekend. I just loved that. I always felt so refreshed after spending a weekend with them. It was so completely different from how my family operated.

Then there were a couple times, once I had my driver’s license (after I graduated from high school and lived far away from home that my parents didn’t have to pay extra for insurance since I didn’t have a car), I told my parents I would come to church on my own, and then I stayed home and didn’t show up at church. God knows, they probably thought I was trying to get out of church, and maybe I was, a little. But it was mostly my intense longing to get away and have some downtime. They were always on the go, and after being home for a few days, I always felt like I was going to lose my sanity.

I love my parents dearly, and I know they are involved in lots of activities which they love. I am not being critical of their lifestyle – I’m just saying, it so ain’t for me. It’s so nice to be home where I can do Nothing for as long as I want.

My goal is to get some pictures of our vacation up on Flickr today. I got some treasures.

My Hemlock Ring Blanket is on row 71. But I’ve used less yarn than I expected, so I may go a little further, out of fear that my finished object will be smaller than I anticipated, and I won’t be happy with it. [I wouldn’t mind if it was a little bigger anyway.] We’ll see. Those long 300+ stitch rounds are not as bad as I had thought they might be, and I was actually worried that I might run out of knitting to do while we were gone, so I didn’t pick it up and work on it as much as I could have. I am sure it will be finished soon – working on it will be part of doing Nothing today.

More about our trip in upcoming posts. We had loads of fun. For now, though, I will be doing Nothing for a little while.