My pet, resting’s the sort of thing you’ve got to work up to gradually… very dangerous to rest all of a sudden. — Topper

Tonight is the end of my end-of-year vacation, and I’m exhausted.  We took one overnight trip, but I feel like I’ve been on the move for two weeks.  For some reason, I just can’t seem to relax and recharge this time around.

What’s funny is that when I was younger, even after the kids came along, a long weekend of working or playing hard would leave me feeling rejuvenated and motivated.  Now, a week and a half of playing with Boo, reading, and helping Irish Woman clean out the basement have left me spent.  One day we need to take a real vacation, long enough that even if I putter around for a week, I still feel justified in just sitting and watching the world go by for a few days.

Hey, a man can dream, can’t he?