You know that moment at the end of your vacation when you
start thinking, “This was nice, but I’m ready to go home.”
It’s always a bit of a surprise to think that way. For weeks
before you left you heard yourself saying, “I need a vacation!” over and over
again, and you knew it was true.
But after a few days of laying around, sleeping in, and eating
too much, a person’s natural instinct to be useful kicks back in. You want to
go home.
This happened to me yesterday. Since I work at a college,
and the kids are on Spring Break, I’ve been on break too. And boy, was I ever
ready for a break! The old routine was getting less and less fun and more and
more despicable to me.
And as I expected, being home for several days was heaven! I
cleaned, and read, and baked, and played a lot of Tetris. I worked out and took long baths. I got caught up on Survivor, while quilling Easter cards, and didn't miss an episode of American Idol.
But then yesterday I had that sudden and unexpected feeling, “Okay, I’m
ready for break to be over now.”
I guess it’s like Solomon said, “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven.”
