One of the most challenging things to face a working person is and will always be the re-entry to the workplace after a vacation. It's like waking up from a beautiful dream by falling out of the top tier of a bunkbed onto a cement floor, and then trying to smile. But, returning to the office after a stretch of time off does have at least one thing going for it: rainfall no longer has any effect on your well being. In fact, when you’re at work, stuck inside on a summer day and it’s raining out, more the better. During your only week of the summer off however…
We just returned from a week’s vacation in my home state of Maine. We had a wedding on each end of the week, but the week itself was to involve glorious camping adventures in the Moosehead Lake region. Unfortunately, our plans were thwarted by the rain monster of the summer of 2008. Instead of tenting on a secluded island watching for moose, loons and the starry sky, we were hunkered down in a room watching movies, commercials, and the Red Sox. The room did have lovely framed pictures of moose and loons however, as well as an ashtray. Apparently, in the outer fringes of our country, you can still enjoy a cigarette indoors, if that is your thing.
After realizing that the rain wasn’t going anywhere, we waved a white flag and drove to Mom’s. The way we figured it, since the joy was being sucked out of our week, we might as well bring some joy to someone else, and who better than my dear, sweet Mom. We left the lake fairly early in the day, and got to town before she finished work, so we decided to catch a matinee. Being a true sport, and seeing how excited my lovely fiancée was that it was playing, I agreed to go to the Mama of all chick flicks, Mama Mia. Defeated by the rain, sitting there at a movie theater in Farmington, listening to Meryl Streep sing one ABBA song after another, I could’ve fallen so deep into a pit of despair, that there would be no coming out, but oddly enough, I actually managed to get through the thing with a shred of sanity intact.
The week wasn’t a total wash out however, no. Sunday, on our four-hour drive home, it was absolutely beautiful out, which made for an absolutely fabulous drive. Yes, and to further enhance my driving pleasure, I had Dancing Queen, the Meryl Streep version mind you, stuck in my head the entire time, and it was still stuck in my head when I got to work on Monday morning.
So much for that shred of sanity.
We just returned from a week’s vacation in my home state of Maine. We had a wedding on each end of the week, but the week itself was to involve glorious camping adventures in the Moosehead Lake region. Unfortunately, our plans were thwarted by the rain monster of the summer of 2008. Instead of tenting on a secluded island watching for moose, loons and the starry sky, we were hunkered down in a room watching movies, commercials, and the Red Sox. The room did have lovely framed pictures of moose and loons however, as well as an ashtray. Apparently, in the outer fringes of our country, you can still enjoy a cigarette indoors, if that is your thing.
After realizing that the rain wasn’t going anywhere, we waved a white flag and drove to Mom’s. The way we figured it, since the joy was being sucked out of our week, we might as well bring some joy to someone else, and who better than my dear, sweet Mom. We left the lake fairly early in the day, and got to town before she finished work, so we decided to catch a matinee. Being a true sport, and seeing how excited my lovely fiancée was that it was playing, I agreed to go to the Mama of all chick flicks, Mama Mia. Defeated by the rain, sitting there at a movie theater in Farmington, listening to Meryl Streep sing one ABBA song after another, I could’ve fallen so deep into a pit of despair, that there would be no coming out, but oddly enough, I actually managed to get through the thing with a shred of sanity intact.
The week wasn’t a total wash out however, no. Sunday, on our four-hour drive home, it was absolutely beautiful out, which made for an absolutely fabulous drive. Yes, and to further enhance my driving pleasure, I had Dancing Queen, the Meryl Streep version mind you, stuck in my head the entire time, and it was still stuck in my head when I got to work on Monday morning.
So much for that shred of sanity.
1 comment:
Don't pretend that you didn't enjoy Mamma Mia! But yes, you are a true sport! Reason #387 that I love you!
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