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Much Needed

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We made it to the lake for a much-needed respite from the nibbling chaos of late. I admit to a certain penchant for bringing order to my world. When there is always more to do in a day than time allows, I find satisfaction in tending to something on the list to a degree it at least gives the appearance of having been addressed.

The previous few days of the day-job have offered up increasingly more demands than my tiny progress has been able to offset. With Cyndie away all week, attention to the home front has been below expectations. Thank goodness we don’t need to be putting up hay this summer.

Cyndie’s flight home was canceled yesterday, on the excuse that a flight attendant called in sick and they didn’t have enough personnel to staff the flight. Really? They found her an alternative by driving her an hour to San Francisco to barely make an 8:00 a.m. departure toward home. Good thing Cyndie was willing to do a little running to make the boarding gate in time.

That solution involved leaving her checked bag to make its way home without her. The airline said they would deliver her suitcase to our doorstep by the end of the day. Too bad she left her jewelry and medicines in that bag and at the last minute decided to allow it to be checked instead of carrying it on as originally planned, because we made a dash for the lake last night before it arrived, bringing Delilah along for the two-and-a-half-hour drive.

Yeah, it all feels a little chaotic to me in retrospect, given the reference of sights and sounds we are enjoying this morning.

This is what I call respite…

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It is the perfect tonic for what is ailing me. I intend to immerse myself in the experience to the fullest. 

Aahhhhh. Wake me on Sunday when it is time to head back to the real world.

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Written by johnwhays

August 9, 2019 at 7:40 am

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  1. When the kids were young we went to family camp for weekend every fall. Once you got to the camp you really did not have to do anything except go eat when they rang the bell. Of course many activities were offered but aside from the annual horseshoe pitching tournament none were required.

    I think I could use a weekend like that soon.

    Jim Parker (@drjparker)

    August 9, 2019 at 7:57 pm

    • I hope you get that chance. My annual June bike trip is like that in that all decisions are made in terms of what and when to eat, where to go, where to sleep, when to get up. That provides a freedom I value: freedom from decision making. 🙂

      johnwhays

      August 11, 2019 at 5:22 pm


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