This week, I am on vacation. Originally, I asked for the time off so I could go to Florida, but that fell through, so I tried to plan an all-inclusive trip to Mexico (up yours, swine flu). Unfortunately, non of my friends have the ability to leave their jobs / husbands / children for a full week in July (although Lindsey Merrill made a valiant effort), so I had to make other plans again. Lake of the Ozarks, here I come! Wait, that house isn't available that weekend? Crap. What about Branson? Anyone want to go to Branson?? Yeah, I didn't think so. All I've got for sure at this point is a trip to Mount Vernon, Illinois to visit with an old college roommate. Yeehaw :-(
So what am I going to do!! I need a vacation! I want to wake up at noon, lay by the pool/lake, drink something fruity and delicious and make no plans whatsoever. That's not asking too much, is it?! Well, turns out living in a Clayton mansion can provide many of the same amenities as an all-inclusive vacay. Wake up at noon? Check. Lay by the pool all day? Check. Fruity drinks? Expensive, but check. No plans. Well, mostly check. I got roped into dogsitting over the 4th. But at least that means I'll be getting paid to lay by the pool, right?
So instead of a vacation, I'm on a stay-cation. It's working out alright. I still am really hoping someone will call me up and say they have a condo available at the Lake, but right now Clayton is looking pretty good.
Here's the most suprising thing so far, though. I miss the kids. I mean, it's not like I haven't had time off from nannying before, but there's something different this time. Maybe it's the fact that I know I could see them right now if I really wanted to. Maybe it's because my time with them in ending in just a few short weeks. Maybe it's because I have brought them over to my mom's house so frequently this summer that being here without them now makes the place feel strange. I don't know. I just miss them. This feeling will probably last until 8:15 next Monday morning, but still....
