Here it is, Sunday night again. How did my week of vacation go by so quickly?
All in all, especially given that this vacation did not get off to the most auspicious of beginnings, I had a great week. When you have days that are as tightly packed as mine frequently are (between the commute, my job, having to work out, blogging, actually seeing the people who are important to me, and oh yes, sleeping) having a few days in a row with nothing on the schedule turns to be just the ticket.
I was thinking about what I liked best from my at-home vacation, and while I had plenty of fun, it was the time I got to spend with John and Seamus that I enjoyed the most. I think the best night was when I made a fancy all-appetizer dinner, and then we curled up in front of the fireplace downstairs and watched a movie. John built a lovely crackling fire, and then we all snuggled into blankets -- John in his recliner and Seamus and I on our ratty basement couch next to him.
While I suppose we could have had a more officially romantic fire at the beach somewhere, it was just about a perfect night, right here in our very on home. So who needs fancy vacations?
