Post Vacation Funk...

Our vacation was fantastic. We had great weather, great scuba adventures and of course great company - overall it was a huge success. The downside however, was the lack of rest.

We went with our usual group of scuba friends and needless to say, there was no shortage of laughs, beer or knocks at our condo door at all hours of the day and night. I truly enjoy the camaraderie of the group, but also long to be left the hell alone after a long day of diving, sunshine and fresh air.

I now recall why on previous visits to the island, J and I chose to stay away from the group at other accommodations on the opposite side of the island. Are we anti-social? Perhaps we are, but I’m not apologizing for liking my privacy.

I find that after working for months on end – day in and day out in a “social” work environment with meetings, phone, calls and various interactions with co-workers, I need a time-out while on vacation.

Don’t get me wrong, I love these scuba friends and am blessed with their friendships, I just need time to myself too - time to decompress, rejuvenate, sooth the soul and recharge my batteries.

Now, enough of my complaining – there will be plenty of time to rest once I’m retired. Until then – J and I are on to planning our next vacation adventure (most likely without the group). Vacation requirements: somewhere warm, sunny, with a beach and plenty of peace and quiet. Oh and cheap airfare would be swell too.

Stay tuned for photos of this past trip – likely next week after I get my life back in order.

Comments

Beatriz said…
That's awesome! Except for the lacking down time :)

Glad you enjoyed the trip!
November 21, 2012 at 3:22 PM
Brian Miller said…
nice...cant wait for the pics...and hey nothing wrong with a little privacy on vacation....
November 21, 2012 at 4:10 PM
raydenzel1 said…
hate to say it but it is a mark of getting older where peace and quiet and solitude are most welcome and enjoyed.
November 21, 2012 at 5:25 PM
Simply Suthern said…
It's our kids knocking on the door. I hear its bad form to leave them on the other side of the island. LOL
November 22, 2012 at 9:56 AM
Rachel said…
I am 40% group time, 60% me and Boots time.
November 23, 2012 at 7:32 AM
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