November 20, 2000
Back from Vacation
by stacy <firstname.lastname@example.org>
The end of a wonderful vacation is worthy of a million PFFTs! in and of itself, at least as far as I'm concerned. Every morning we looked out our hotel window and said, "It's another beautiful day in Cancun!" Then we got home, woke up, looked out the window, and we realized it was a terrible, nasty, cold, windy day in Texas. That's just not right. Back to reality never sounded so harsh.
This vacation was really my honeymoon. I got married several months ago, but because I had just started a new job, we decided to postpone the honeymoon until I actually had vacation time accumulated and until it was cold and dreary at home. That was a good decision. It made the vacation that much better to know how envious everyone would be of us walking down a beach on the Caribbean Sea with mariachi bands playing and free beer on every corner.
Of course, while I was gone a few dozen little things at work didn't get done, so I spent today running around fixing them and attending to new projects. At the end of the day I saw I still had lots of things waiting, but I couldn't make myself stay a minute longer, so I took off, and I'm sure I'll regret that tomorrow, but I deserve a few days to get used to reality again.
In the meanwhile, I think I'll fantasize about life in the tropics. One night, as we sat on the beach looking across the moon-lit sea, I saw a woman take a picture of the scene. She'll be PFFTing when she gets her photos back, because there's no way photography could do that view justice. Maybe a painter could feel the emotion and spirit of the moment, and capture it with art, but photos are far too lifeless. I wish that moment could have lasted just a bit longer.
Published: November 20, 2000