A little fishing, a little reading, a little stitching, a little shopping, a little family time and a whole lot of unscheduled, deadline-free, stress-free me time.
Oh, how I enjoy a staycation!
Sure, I wouldn’t have minded a week-long road-tripping adventure, but to be honest, it’s just kind of nice to stay home sometimes — so, on my recent 11-day, work-free vacation, I mostly did just that.
Aside from attending a day-long leadership retreat northwest of the Twin Cities, my staycation days were essentially unplanned. The alarm clock wasn’t set (a good thing considering I’d stayed up well past midnight several times with my nose stuck in a book!) and the weather, more than anything else, dictated the top item on my to-do list — to go fishing!
Taking time off the week after the fishing opener is always risky. More often than not, the weather for the opener is windy, rainy or downright cold, and the days that follow seem to be about as variable as springtime weather can be.
Unfortunately, the weather cooperated enough for fishing just three days out of the 11. It was enough time for my nephew and life-long fishing buddy, Matt, to develop a new phrase to poke fun at me that pertains to the way I set the hook. I’ll be teased relentlessly, I fear! Oh well, at least I earned bragging rights by catching the first fish — an annual competition between us since he was just a few years old.
On the windy day and rainy days I stitched — finishing a Hardanger doily I started three months ago — and read a couple of books, including “Still Alice.” I followed that up by renting the movie.
The completed doily and the finished books made no noticeable improvement in downsizing my stash of needlework fabrics and fully-lined bookshelf. Fortunately, both stashes are tucked away upstairs, so I don’t have to daydream about them daily.
I know they will still be there, waiting, for my next scheduled staycation.