I’m such a baby. I’m finishing up my second week of work since summer vacation ended and all I can think about is how I can make my weekend feel like vacation again. Don’t get me wrong, I’m making the absolute best of being back at work and I’m even enjoying parts of it, but I’m still coming home and googling weekend getaways, plotting how I can swing another trip over fall break, daydreaming about escaping today’s 104 degree heat to nosh on free-range fried chicken in Yountville or paddle board on the calm waters of North Lake Tahoe.
I guess that’s one good thing I can say about Sacramento, it’s less than a two hour drive from some pretty incredible places in California. If you’re a NorCal reader, I would love to hear your favorite weekend getaways. With the 101 degree weekend forecast, I could really use some inspiration to get myself back out of town.
Now, if only getting to Hawaii was as easy…
I’ve decided life should look like this more often.
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As soon as I saw the title of this post, I thought “uh-oh.” Vacations are both a blessing and a curse. They give you this window into the world that could be. Years ago, when our family first went to Oregon, I came back and was telling a co-worker about how great the trip was and how it made me so eager to leave my working days far behind. His response, “that’s the danger of vacations like that.” It’s the value of vacations like that as well … they give you something to strive for. Maybe not a lifelong vacation, but at least motivation to have those days and weeks as frequently as possible. And, maybe sometimes, just a few hours. Hope you find a way to that vacation spot as frequently as possible.
Yeah, I’d rather have this feeling than not– I think I was born with the travel bug though. I was the weird kid with a Conde Nast subscription. 😉