so vacations rock.
ok, well maybe not all vacations. i have been on a few that were less than spectacular. but i’d wager to say that 95% of the vacations that i’ve been on rock.
and, of course, my most recent vacation aka minnesota extravaganza was 100% amaze (in fact, i wish i was there right now).
but you know what doesn’t rock?
coming back to work after vacation.
i am officially declaring that the first day back from a 100% spectacular vacation is the lamest day ever.
let me clarify that a little bit…i love my job. and i love my team. i’m not complaining about that…in fact, i missed everyone while i was gone.
i’m talking about the crap ton of work just waiting for me to walk through the office door. i’m talkin about the emails waiting to be read and replied to (um…yeah…it was well over 100). i’m talkin about the trainings, the meetings, the conference calls, the paperwork…all of them just lurking in the shadows waiting to pounce.
especially the 1st day back. when all i want to do is talk to everyone, see how their week was and catch up. but instead, i get to shut myself in the office and organize the mountain of work. the absolutely daunting mountain of last week’s work combined with, oh yeah, the current day’s work. not to mention when i get home…the fridge is empty (remarkably more empty than usual) and i need to do laundry (but am out of detergent and need to get my butt to the dreaded grocery store) and i need to take the jeep (beep beep) to get a bath.
and all i can think about is how just a few days ago i was floating in my lime-green-with-polka-dots raft drinking a frosty bud light.
am i being a whiney baby? yes. absolutely. i am 100% being a little brat. but, gosh darn it!, i wanna go baaaaack!!!!
ok, so i’ll take one more day to mope and then i’ll get back into the swing of things.
if the avalanche of emails doesn’t get to me first