Post-Vacation Depression

Post-Vacation Depression

This summer, I actually went on vacation. I hadn’t been on vacation, on a real vacation where I don’t check email or dial into just one conference call, since 2009. I was due.

Last weekend, the boyfriend and I went down to San Diego. My grandparents have a timeshare (kind of) for the summer months on Coronado island. I’ve been visiting them in Coronado (almost) every summer for years — it’s my favorite vacation spot in all of the US.  Coronado is  a sleepy beach town, complete with white sand, clear waves, swaying palm trees and breathtaking sunsets. The food is delicious.

Last weekend was the first weekend in I don’t even know how long that I actually did nothing. Sure, we woke up in the morning, made breakfast, maybe walked the dog, read for a little while, maybe went down to the beach or the pool, maybe walked around town. The only plans we had were for dinner. That’s it.

I read two and a half books. In one weekend. 

I relaxed. Truly relaxed. And it was wonderful.

I love spending time with my grandparents, and since they live in Arizona (and have my whole life), I don’t get to spend nearly enough time with them. I cherish our one on one time in the summers.

But I’ve got to say, after spending the past 4 days lounging around with no plans, falling asleep to ocean waves crashing on the beach, and hanging out with the boyfriend, coming home to the sound of sirens and car alarms, and the daily hustle and bustle of living in a city has been a jolt back into reality.

That’s what I hate about vacations. They end.

12 Comments

  1. :)

    Welcome back to reality?

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    • I guess… :)

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  2. I am so unbelievably happy for you and Gabe! I cannot imagine how amazing this trip was for you! I just have one request, next time you bring me :-) LOVE this post!!!

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    • Girls trip!!! I’m so in! :)

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  3. We also loved spending time with you and finally getting to meet Gabe! I’m happy that it was so relaxing for you both. Since we have always lived so far away from both you and Brandon, we, too, have always “TREASURED” our one on one time with you here in Coronado as well as in Scottsdale. Miss and love you!!!

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    • Miss and love you too!

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  4. I’m feelin’ it too……..next one, September in New England…..yea!

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    • Woohoo!

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  5. Yeah, it’s hard to come back from vacation. I deal with it by planning the next one. :-P

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    • That’s a really good way to do it :)

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  6. My family and I just got back yesterday from PCB, Florida and it was the first time I had been to Florida since I was twelve. I love Panama City so much and it was painful to leave it. I think a lot of our problem is that we decided to do this three whole months ago and had all that time to look forward to it, plan everything out, shop for it and best of all, talk about how we couldn’t wait. And then it comes and goes. I think I’m finally realizing that a vacation is best when it’s spontaneous and not overly waited for. Just go right when you get the urge and see what happens without a plan! It’s probably easier to go back to reality.

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    • I like the idea of spontaneous vacations! Unfortunately, I’m a planner and I like to make sure all the ducks are in a row before I take off. I’ll have to make more of an effort though!

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