Isn't it funny that after a holiday, we get home all exhausted and worn out and need a vacation to recover from the vacation? Or, is that just me?
I had a great time at my sister's, with lots of shopping in the big city, as opposed to the meager shopping I can do in the small town where I'm
Planning to take lots of photos of the changing leaves, scenery, and whatever struck my fancy on the road trip, I was very unhappy to discover, after only taking a few shots, that my camera battery was dead. It's the rechargeable kind, not the just-go-to-the-store-and-get-more-batteries kind I am used to from my previous camera. Because I had no idea the battery was soon to expire, I didn't even think to bring my battery charger (lesson learned...too late).
Honestly, we are truly living in strange times: I brought my charger for the phone, my charger for my Kindle, and yet still needed another one. If there's ever an EMP, we're all doomed. So. No pictures, and natch, I saw a hundred things I wanted to photograph.
Yesterday, home again, I spent the day putting my stuff away, doing laundry, walking the dogs, and trying to get back into my normal routine, but I was tired, totally unmotivated and had to force myself to do what little I managed; didn't even turn on the laptop to catch up with my usual blog reads, or write one of my own.
And today I'm not terribly inspired either, but I think that's mainly due to the dark and gloomy weather and pouring rain. (That is not a complaint! I've been waiting months for this perfectly dreadful crap weather.) So, I've got a big batch of spaghetti sauce simmering on the stove, and will shortly sit down to finish one of the books I bought in the big city while the rain pounds on the roof and streams down the windows.
It was a good road trip, great to hang with the family for a bit, get away for a few days and refresh my mind.
Though I still think a nap is in order...yawn...