crankyI hate getting ready to go on vacation. It's always tons of running around and chaos trying to figure out what needs to be done in order to get four bodies into the car and out the door.
I love being on vacation. Looking around someone else's house, or hotel room, or whatever, I don't see eighty thousand things that I'm personally responsible for fixing. I can sit and just do ... oh, whatever.
I hate coming home from vacation ... walking in the door is a huge crash. Especially after six hours in the car with all of us, with everyone making noise all at once.
Sigh. There's gotta be a better way to make those good vibes from vacation last a little longer...
