
I can remember that beginning-of-vacation "What in the world am I going to do with all this time off" euphoria, and part of me is wondering where the time went.I don't watch 60 Minutes as a weekly weekend-end ritual, but ever since I was a kid I've definitely noticed the winddown phenomenon.
Around the time the shadows started getting long on Sunday afternoons, the weekend would for all intents and purposes be over; Sunday evening was for getting acclimated to the idea of heading back to school the following morning.
Now that I'm supposedly a Grown Up Sundays aren't quite so melancholy, but today marks the end of the longest holiday break I've ever had while gainfully employed; this whole weekend has had a winddown feel to it.
No so much because I'm dreading the return to work; I enjoy my job rather a lot. It's just that after a week and a half off, the prospect of getting back up to speed is a little bit daunting.
Shame on me for ignoring my own advice, but there's also all the things I meant to do with my time off that I never got around to... all inconsequential stuff, but I can remember that beginning-of-vacation "What in the world am I going to do with all this time off" euphoria, and part of me is wondering where the time went.