Housework and Vacations

Our annual trip to Florida is planned so my husband can fish with his brother who lives there.  I go along for the ride.  It is, however, my responsibility to plan the trip there and back including hotel stays, to plan and pack everything needed for living a few weeks in a rented cottage, and clean and prepare our house to be empty during that time.  He packed his suitcase and fishing stuff.  Sound familiar?  Now I am not complaining.  In fact the control issues I possess rather enjoy the process.  Just saying.

This vacation does allow me the opportunity to have alone time while the boys are fishing.  Since I love quilting, I pack projects and supplies for those activities, too.  My hopes for getting much accomplished at the cottage are somewhat compromised since I am usually too tired after doing the normal cooking, cleaning, laundry and dog walks.  Not only can house work kill your body, but it really gets on my nerves when it gets in the way of my so called vacation.

As I write this, I have just spent two and a half weeks at the cottage.  While I have attempted work at my sewing machine and accomplished some of what I wanted to do, I decided I was not up to continuing.  I packed up my sewing machine, etc. and gave up on the projects until I get home.  My hatred for housework especially on the so called vacation was fueling my frustration. 

Pity parties are very lonely affairs.  You are the only one there.  Rather than drown in my disappointment, I decided to put on my praise music and do something useful.  Of course it couldn’t help but make a difference in my attitude and outlook.  This project and a few dozen others will wait a few more days and when the next quilting retreat or workshop comes around, I will be attending.  There will be no housework there!