I think maybe this emotion is dread. Or perhaps we could give it a nice name like ennui.
I've had a really good break, all things considered.* I've read. I've watched TV. I've cleaned. We went to Florida. We putzed around the house.
And yet, the emails are (already) piling up. And I need to schedule the inevitable meetings. And do paperwork related to embryos in storage (again. again. again). And I need to get back to the business of writing and teaching.
Because the thing about a vacation? While I was sitting still the world was still turning.
Today my kids are back in school. And I've done some stuff. And now I'm contemplating what would make me feel better: watch another episode of Homeland, read The Woman Upstairs, cook something, shovel the driveway, or something else I haven't thought of yet...
* All things being everyone in my household being ill at some point.
I've had a really good break, all things considered.* I've read. I've watched TV. I've cleaned. We went to Florida. We putzed around the house.
And yet, the emails are (already) piling up. And I need to schedule the inevitable meetings. And do paperwork related to embryos in storage (again. again. again). And I need to get back to the business of writing and teaching.
Because the thing about a vacation? While I was sitting still the world was still turning.
Today my kids are back in school. And I've done some stuff. And now I'm contemplating what would make me feel better: watch another episode of Homeland, read The Woman Upstairs, cook something, shovel the driveway, or something else I haven't thought of yet...
* All things being everyone in my household being ill at some point.
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