But, we are alive. And home. And exhausted.
Which leads me to ponder why going on vacation leads to needing a vacation to recover from vacation..???? Maybe it's the 8 carry-on bags and 2 car seats we are forced to lug through the airport all while making sure our 2 small children don't run away or get lost amongst the crowd of hustling travelers. And then having to figure out a way to transport said children when they decide they are too tired to walk any longer and place themselves in a catatonic state on the dirty airport floor.
Then come all the stares from strangers, especially when you are holding a screaming 2 year old while trapped in a confined space like a bunch of sardines. As if I'M having a GREAT time ??!
Or perhaps it's sleeping in the same bedroom, as a family of 4, while on vacation, then traveling for 6 hours via 2 planes, to get to your car, which is another 3 hour drive from home.
Traveling is great. I love to visit other places. See friends & family.
It's everything else that comes along with it that makes me want to take a long walk off a short cliff. I guess that's where the saying comes from..............
HOME, SWEET, HOME.