Home Again

Ahh, it’s good to be back home again.  My family and I spent ten wonderful days in Hawaii for a family vacation.  It’s amazing how relaxing a vacation can be.  We spent a few days at the Hilton Hawaiian Village on the island of Oahu.  After that we spent a week in a rental home in the area of Hawaii Kai which is very close to Hanauma Bay.  I posted many pictures from my trip on Instagram as a way to document what we were up to.  We had a wonderful time, but it is nice to be back home again.

In some ways I was sad to leave Hawaii.  I realized that leaving would mean I would have to get back to work.  I think part of the reason why I loved being in Hawaii was the fact that I didn’t have a schedule.  I had no job to report to, and I didn’t have to set my alarm clock to wake me up every morning.  Going back home meant leaving paradise and facing reality.  I wonder if I would still view Hawaii as paradise if I had to live and work there.

One night, as I was enjoying the sunset on the beach of our rental home, I met one of the neighbors.  He happened to be walking his dog, and we struck up a conversation.  He voiced his opinion about how living in Hawaii was different from vacationing in Hawaii.  He commented about how island living could get somewhat boring.  I guess if you have seen and done everything the island has to offer, what else is there?  I totally understood what he was talking about.  I guess that is the allure of traveling.  You get to experience all the place you are visiting has to offer.  Then, you can come home.

My favorite place on vacation was the hammock in the backyard of the place we rented.  It was truly relaxing, and I spent a lot of time on it.  It gave me a chance to enjoy where I was.  I didn’t think about work once.  I truly could appreciate the moment and enjoy.  I can’t wait to get back to that hammock.  I hope it happens sooner rather than later.



Home At Last

It is so great to be home.  Here is the weather from this afternoon.  A big difference compared to the weather in Maryland last week.


The first thing my husband said to me when we arrived home late last night was, “It will be so nice to sleep in our own bed.”  I had to agree with him, especially since our family of five shared a hotel suite for a week.  It was a bit cramped.  When the girls were younger, this didn’t seem to be too much of an issue.  But, I think now, we are getting to the point where we may have to get two hotel rooms when we go on these trips.  My husband is in denial about the whole thing.  I keep trying to tell him it would solve a lot of problems if we got two rooms, like space and deciding sleeping arrangements.  Who was going to get the sofa bed?  Who would get the roll-away bed?  I don’t know what my husband’s issue is with this whole idea.  Maybe it’s the money, or maybe he likes being is small spaces with all of us.   Fortunately, there were a few nights when two of our girls spent the night at my sister-in-law’s house.  That left my older daughter, my husband, and me to share the hotel suite.  That wasn’t too bad.

I am reminded of the book, The Relatives Came, by Cynthia Rylant.


I know this story takes place in the summer, and we were visiting relatives in the winter.  But, the part of the story I can relate to is where all the relatives are sleeping in different rooms of the house.

It was different going to sleep with all that new breathing in the house.

I won’t lie to you.  We are a family of “breathers.”  🙂  So, I have to agree with my husband.  It was nice sleeping in the quiet of our own bedroom.  And, the girls didn’t have to fight over who got to sleep where.  They each have their own bedrooms.

Now, I am waiting for the last load of laundry to finish drying so I can fold it.  I am thinking through my lesson plans for tomorrow.  I wish I had another week off to recuperate from the week off I just had!  I am going to bed as soon as my laundry is done.  An early morning workout is planned and then it’s off to work.  It’s the end of my vacation.  Time to get back to reality.

Home, At Last

Oh man.  It is so nice to finally be home.  I call this one of the longest days I have ever had.  It all started at 4:15 this morning.  I went for my 5:00 workout.  Then, I went to work where I had an early morning meeting with parents.  I am inheriting a student from another 2nd grade classroom.  After school, I attended a computer fair.  For an hour and a half, I listened to two presenters who were trying to sell us their product.  My school is finally getting a computer refresh after about 7 years.  We were supposed to get new computers 3 years ago.  Following this meeting, I was able to grab a bite to eat with my colleague.  Then, we proceeded to return to school for “Bluegrass Night.”  We had a bluegrass band play a mini-concert, and we asked for donations at the door.  The donations will support our science program.  There was a lot of singing and dancing.  It was a fun evening.

I arrived home at 7:30.  My poor kids.  They were on their own for dinner.  My husband is out of town for a business trip, so he couldn’t help out with dinner.  However, I don’t envy him.  He is in Wisconsin where the weather is 5 degrees!!  He called and said he tried to take a walk, but only lasted 3 blocks before he had to turn around and go back to his hotel.  He thought he might get frost bite.

I did not get to relax when I got home.  My girls had needs.  I had to help with homework and find missing articles of clothing.  I took some time to check my emails and Twitter.  At the present moment, I am typing this blog.  Yes, it is wonderful to be home.  I can take a few minutes for myself.  I can be still in the comfort of my home.  I am grateful to be here.

Home Sweet Home

This weekend, I spent some quality time with my family at Disneyland.  We had an amazing time visiting Disneyland and California Adventures.  We were worried about the weather, and of course, it rained on Saturday.  However, we didn’t let that ruin our plans to have fun.  In fact, we just bought rain ponchos and kept on going.  It is now Sunday night, and I am wiped out.  We walked everywhere.  Not only did we cover two theme parks, but we walked to and from the park to our hotel which was about 2 blocks away.

Even though we had a great time, I could not wait to get home.  There is something to be said about sleeping in your own comfy bed.  The familiar smells and sounds of my home are comforting to me.  Sometimes it takes being away for a time to make you appreciate your home even more.  I think I tend to take it forgranted at times.

It’s getting late here, and my warm bed is calling to me.  I know I will be dreaming of the fun memories my family and I made at The Magic Kingdom.  And, I will also be thinking about how happy I am to be back home.