I'm on Staycation this week. You know, a vacation where you stay at home. And I'm wallowing in it.
But how can you be on a vacation/staycation when you are retired and don't work anyway?
Well, a vacation/staycation indicates a beginning and an end. My retirement goes on forever but my staycation lasts only until my daughter and grandsons come back from their vacation. Out of town. Way out. No surprises, no early re-entries.
'Mom' has joined some friends for a road trip to Vegas. The boys are spending the week with friends. Be still my heart!
I began to make a list of all the things I would do... a to-do list for cleaning up the place. Then I got a grip. Crusty, get real. You know yourself better than this. You aren't going to do all this stuff! I had to agree, but there are two things I WILL ACCOMPLISH.
I did, however, accept the responsibility of taking care of Darius' pet rocks. Rocky and all of his offspring.
Speaking of Rocky, Darius gave him a bath the other afternoon. That kind of deflated my plans to take Rocky and the kids and return them to the wild. Darius would notice their absence.