5 days and counting

I don't consider myself on vacation until I leave the house on Sunday. The last two days at work are the kind of days that you take vacations because of. Nothing bad happened, just so much coming at me that it feels like my eyes are going to pop out of my head from concentrating on the computer monitor so hard. Then people either stopping by or calling looking to have some quick turnaround graphics thing done. I call it "jobs falling from the ceiling tiles". I worked through lunch today so tonight after supper and a couple tasks I went for a three miler. Feel pretty good now, ready for another go at it tomorrow. My brain is shifting into vacation mode - often I envision what I'll be doing a week from the moment I'm in. One of the best benefits of vacationing at the camp is... no logistics, just pack your stuff and go. No excess transportation arrangements, no sightseeing schedule, this is all about rest and recharging the batteries. I've nothing against a travel vacation, I hope to do some sooner than later but they can have a level of anxiety, feeling rushed at times, needing to be somewhere at a certain time. Funny how at about a year from the last time I spent a week at the camp I'm ready to do it again.