Vacation's over. Beautiful Bermuda is but a piece of my memory. I guess it's more than that to the people who live there, but you know what I mean.
It was a cruel return to reality when my return flight was delayed until 2 a.m. the morning of our return. Then our car broke down (they can't figure out what's wrong with it), our internet stopped working (I'm currently on modem number three in the past week), and our lawn guy stood us up right before we had relatives in town, causing me to spend a morning searching in vain to find an emergency lawnmower on short notice. The Frogs of Doom are back in my neighbor's pool.
And I didn't even mention my real job.
One of Newton's most overlooked laws of physics is that your everyday life will go to pieces immediately upon your return from vacation. Trust me, I'm definitely back. I'm not happy about it, but I'm here.
As for you, you really, really hate cicadas. Not that I blame you, of course. Those things are gross. The cicadas attack! column alone did more traffic than I often get in an entire month.
The cicadas brought me by far the most read blog post of all time, but I'm still thankful they are--finally--gone. No amount of ad money is worth having to live with thousands of the insectual embodiment of Satan at your doorstep. Actually it might be ok if they were at your doorstep, but it's certainly not worth it if they are at mine.
When the cicadas come back in 13 years to take over Nashville once again, I will have a more organized plan to fight back. Next time, I'm going to Bermuda for an entire month.
Until then, the blog is back. You can expect at least one post a week (usually on Tuesday, but give me a day's leeway either direction if life gets crazy).
Which it will. Because my vacation is over.
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