Well, that was a disaster

So…my experiment of escaping Thanksgiving by taking a mini-vacation with the boys was kind of a nightmare. The cabin in the Adirondacks was beautiful and the weather cooperated. The problem was that I somehow forgot that I had teenagers.

Now, some things I didn’t mind — like when they slept in until noon so I had the whole morning to sit in an insanely comfortable leather armchair by the fire and sip coffee while working on replying to YouTube comments and writing my book.

Yeah, I could get used to this.

Once they woke up, however… Smack my damn head. According to my 17 year-old, literally everything that I planned was lame. The cute little towns (albeit mostly shut down for the off-season) were BORING. Apparently NO ONE cares about the 1980 Olympics in Lake Placid.

I also have no idea the proper times to feed said teenagers. They are either ravenously hungry or not hungry at all, and any meal is at the incorrect hour.

Thanksgiving morning we hiked and then I made a traditional Thanksgiving dinner at which we sat around barely eating or talking while I just silently missed the hell out of my daughter, who was the light and life of our table.

Enjoying the majestic view… by looking at his phone.

Every (LAME) place that we visited I kept thinking about how she would be so excited to see all of the places that I had planned. She would’ve held my hand as we walked, and snuggled up next to me in the morning as I wrote, and talked my ear off while I cooked.

It was sad, and mentally exhausting.

So yeah — I need a vacation from my vacation.

I checked the Adirondacks OFF of my list of possible places to retire, but definitely loved the cabin and lake vibe. I’m also getting more and more excited to live on my own. Only a little over six months to graduation (not that I’m counting.) 😉