Monday, September 20, 2010

Home again, home again, jiggity-jig

There are times when coming home from a vacation and getting back to the daily grind is a relief and times, like this morning, when it's not so much a relief as a pain. I want more time, at least a whole week, and preferably two weeks. I'm out of luck.

For the past five days I've been lolly gagging around having breakfast in a lovely dining room, tea at a castle and dinner at a new place every night and it has been lovely. Add in long luxurious baths, reading vampire novels and taking long walks with no particular destination in mind or having to be anywhere at a certain time, and it was perfect. Fresh towels I didn't have to launder. Sitting on a big porch in the sunshine reading books and waking up in a huge four poster bed on clean sheets I didn't have to wash or change was just the icing on the vacation cake. Now it's back to work and back to doing my own laundry, cooking my own food and changing my own sheets in a bed with no tall posts. I may have to fix that one of these days and create a little Victorian atmosphere of my own. But it's home and at least one good thing happened. I finally caught a mouse in my expensive and humane trap. Only one more to go and I don't have to break down and poison the little wretch.

In a few minutes, I shall take off the vacation clothes and put on work clothes and get down to the business of earning enough money to go on another little holiday in a few weeks. I'm still trying to decide if several short holidays are better than two week-long holidays. I guess I'll find out.

I also got some research in on a -- wait for it -- zombie story set in the Civil War. I don't do zombies, but Mary Ann got my mind turning on zombies and a Civil War setting when we discussed her zombie story set in the Civil War. My story isn't set at Shiloh but at Gettysburg at the turning point of the war. I spent quite a bit of time looking at the battle plans and reading some of the accounts and found the perfect place for a little evil and mayhem at Devil's Den. It has just the right atmosphere for the darker side of war.

For Christy, (I received your letter this morning), I have an answer to your question. No, I didn't take my camera, but I do have a picture for you. This is what some of the suite looks like.

Parlor Suite

I believe I may go back there again or I might find another little place I've been thinking about where breakfast is delivered to the door and there are woods to walk in and a river to meander beside. It's anyone's guess. Or I shall simply save up some time and put all my energy and time toward a seaside cottage in New England for a little writer's retreat with one of my favorite friends. The decks are clear and anything is possible.

Enjoy the week and don't forget to have a little fun along the way.

That is all. Disperse.