It’s summertime in America. Time to hit the road in search of that perfect vacation, right? Well, what if you take the “hit the road” part out of the equation and you decide to settle for a “staycation?”
Child of the Corn
I live for vacation. Working is just something I do to pay the bills and make sure my wife doesn’t yell at me for being a deadbeat bum. So, when I take time off from work, I like to get away from the boredom that is Indiana and make my way to more beautiful parts of the United States. The Pacific Northwest is my all-time favorite destination. I will stop talking about that, because I will just depress myself. Instead of escaping the clutches of this corn-field hell, I find myself sticking around the homestead for the week, battling the thoughts in my head, asking if I should have fun or work on all the projects around the house that I have been putting off.
The featured image on this blog is the view from my deck looking at my back yard. Relaxing right? Well, yes and no. Yes, a very nice view and open space, but if you look for things to do, you will find plenty of them in this photo alone. We hoped to refinish the deck. Stain or paint the fence. All the newly-planted trees need water. Also, don’t forget about the never-ending, always-there weeds. Those little bastards just do NOT give in. We could have no rain for a year and the grass be a nice shade of brown, but the weeds would be looking pristine.
One thing I always make sure to do when working outside is cover my “cowlick” that my wife now calls a bald spot. OK, well, it started as a cowlick, but has since turned into a full on open field on the back of my head.
I guess it is all how you look at things. Either a glass half full or half empty. Anyone that knows me knows my glass is never half full, thus I tend to look and see the work that needs to be done and not the simple enjoyment of sitting out back enjoying the beautiful summer days.
Being a Pessimist Not Easy
Anyone who is a “glass half-fuller” like me knows it’s not easy nor fun. I often wonder if I have forgotten how to have fun and how to enjoy life. Don’t get me wrong, a week off of work is ALWAYS a good thing no matter what you do with the week.
I try every day to look at things with a more positive attitude, but a 48-year point of view is not easy to turn around overnight. I guess I can look at this staycation as a practice run for retirement. If so, I can deal with it. My Dad always tells me that I shouldn’t want to retire. He talks about how boring it is.
Excuse me while I step away. I need to give my Dad a call to see if he will come over to pull some weeds!