Friday, I left to go to San Francisco, one of my favorite cities in the US, to hang out with my bother, niece and the gaggle of people that currently reside in their house.
In all reality, there’s not a gaggle there, unless you count my mom and I as making up the slack end of a gaggle. For the size of the house, 6 people tripping over each other is a lot. I don’t think I could get 6 people in my house without someone feeling like their space was being violated.
Despite the space challenges, it was EXACTLY what the doctor ordered.
Mike and I hit the town and had a great time. I went out with him yesterday on his dog walking, which was a little more than I bargained for, but pretty cool. My niece, who just started school yesterday, is really starting to come into her personality, which is cool.
I haven’t been out there for anything but work in over 5 years, and that’s been WAY TOO LONG. It’s not as if I didn’t want to, but that I felt like I, for some reason, couldn’t. Work anxiety and the fear of imposing on people stopped me more often than not.
But this wasn’t a real “planned” vacation. My brother called me and asked me to come out, and I booked the flights and it was done, all in a phone conversation that included lots of sports analysis and some drinking and all the other things that brothers do and talk about.
It’s really weird, because for the first time in nearly a decade I feel like I’m part of a family again. Between the outreach from some of the people I walked away from almost 6 years ago, and the ones that walked away from me even longer ago, I feel like I’m more than just this guy trying to make it day to day alone. It’s pretty nice.
So, I feel rejuvenated but not exhausted, like so many people do when they come home from vacation. In all honesty, the only thing that’s exhausting is the thought of trying to catch up with my rss feed that went unattended over the weekend leaving me with the internet equivalent of War and Peace to read. Lots of catching up to do.
Still, it was the best thing I could have done right now and I’m glad I did it. Now it’s time to get back to the grind. Looks like I’ve missed quite a bit over the weekend, particularly with the Herenton announcement and the allegations of homophobia at Kenneth Whalum’s New Olivet Baptist Church.
I’ll get caught up and get back in the swing of things. In the mean time, spend some time on yourself. You deserve it.
As did you, you needed the break.
You are killing me with the category tag of “puke”
Love it.
I intend to use it for all the personal stuff. Makes me giggle.