Free Hugs. No Pansy-Ass Hugs. Limited Frontal Hugs – Day 18

Day 18
Listening to: my washing machine
Thought for the Day: No (wo)man needs a vacation so much as the person who has just had one. ~Elbert Hubbard

I am suffering post-cruise depression, aka I don’t want to go to work tomorrow, aka I need to win the lottery so I can retire now, aka I am the Grinch of laundry and house chores. I know that what I’m suffering is common because any time a Facebook peep goes on vacation they share their feelings of being gobbled up by reality upon their return. Of course there is a plethora of advice on the internet about coping with post-vacation depression, aka I need to win the lottery so I can retire now, aka I am the Grinch of laundry and house chores…………….but every piece of advice makes me say pffffffffftttttt. So it goes.

My biggest dread about returning to work tomorrow is the attack of the rabid grandma-esque male coworkers. I will not make it more than 2 minutes, at most, without hearing, “Did you meet a man? Did you get married? Did you get “lucky?” They will inspect me for that “glow.” At least I will be able to say I got a free hug from the cruise director, Matt.

I have spent some time imagining what it would be like to stand in a public place with a “Free Hugs” sign and I realize Matt is a brave man. Could I hug unconditionally? I’m not sure. I love hugging all of the old men in church, so it is possible. I’ll let y’all know if I try it. I think my sign would say “Free Hugs. No Pansy-Ass Hugs Allowed. Limited Frontal Hugs.” Oh bugger……..I’m already going all conditional on the free hugs.

Anyway, I had a wonderful vacation and I will share some of my experiences with you this week. I am incredibly blessed despite my severe case of suffering post-cruise depression, aka I don’t want to go to work tomorrow, aka I need to win the lottery so I can retire now, aka I am the Grinch of laundry and house chores.

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