Ah, life at the lake is grand

I’ve been at the lake for about 2 full days now and it has been wonderful.  Every day I relax a little bit more.  I’m feeling very tired and usually end up taking at least one or two naps a day.  Slowly I’m re-energizing.  The kids are having a great time and the weather’s been awesome.  They’ve been swimming in the lake every day. 

 It’s funny how being in a different location changes you.  I usually plan out what I’m going to do each day.  Here at the lake, I’m not planning anything.  “What do you want for supper?”, my hubby asked this afternoon.  “Supper?”, I said.  “It’s the afternoon.  I have no idea what I want 2 hours from now.”  At home, I’m usually trying to cater to everyone’s needs.  Here, (combined with the fact that I am just exhausted from 2 months of too much overtime), I don’t feel like doing much of anything and I’m certainly not looking for things to do. 

 Growing up, my family never spent time at the lake.  I vaguely remember being at my great aunt and uncle’s cabin for the day when I was nine, but that was about the extent of my experience.  I find myself really enjoying ‘cabin life’.  I can understand why so many people go up to the lake during the summers.  The pace of life just slows right down.  It’s a nice break from my hectic life in the city.