Well, not quite. I’m going away for the weekend. I’m a self-proclaimed hermit, so this is a huge deal. I’m getting out of my house, away from my husband and wonderful children, for 48 entire hours.
Although I’m looking forward to it, I’m also terrified. I’m spending the entire weekend with some of the women of my family. A nice break,considering I’m surrounded by boys at home. At the same time, the thought of leaving all that testosterone for the foreign land of eyelash curlers and facial masks is kind of worrying me.
Even worse–none of them are writers. My company for this trip includes a city clerk unwinding from the latest municipal election, an insurance advisor/processor, two teachers (one high school and one primary) a university student, and a stay-home mom. Interesting, wonderful people, but not one of them gets me.
To give them credit, they try. But when I talk plot-holes and characters that mutiny, they get that “wtf” expression on their faces that lets me know we need to switch gears. Talk about the kids, that one always seems to work.
So, I guess I’m going on a break from being me. And while that’s terrifying on the one hand, it’s also incredibly freeing. I don’t have to be a mom or a writer or anything I don’t want to be. I’m just Dayna. (Of course, it also begs the question, without all that, who am I?! But that’s a little too philisophical for me this early in the morning.)
So my question for you is if you could get away from it all, where would you go? And how would you be different once you got there?
November 17th, 2006 at 4:16 pm
Hmm I think I’d just go to a nice posh place in the San Juan islands that has an indoor heated poor, wirless internet, and a really hot guy to do my bidding. This is fantasy, right?
November 18th, 2006 at 4:40 pm
Dayna, I can relate in a big way! Just…yup. Good for you, getting away from it all for a while.
If I could go anywhere, I’d take a two-week jaunt; first stop, Scotland (I’ve always wanted to see the land of Jamie Frasier); second stop, Cancun, for a week of splashing in the crystal-blue surf and reading on the beach.
November 19th, 2006 at 1:25 am
Oh hell! I’d run off to Cancun. Or just take a cruise, no responsibility to ANYONE! Now that’s freeing. In a huge way.
I’d be able to relax in ways I can’t here at home, but the flip side, it would take time to unravel the leash that I’ve created. The need to be here everyday and work. But it would be so awesome once that’s off!
hrm… what are the chances I could get a vacation in the near future.. ?
Yeah, didn’t think so either…