The family and I took a little trip to Ohio this week to see my mother-in-law. We do it every summer, it’s our duty, but as the kids get bigger, it’s getting harder to pull off: all 4 of us pile into my car and drive 8 hours to spend 5 days in a 2 bedroom condo with mom. Yikes.

In an attempt to counteract the stress, we planned a few more things to do this time around: we hit a waterpark, went on a little hike, and caught up with some friends who we haven’t seen in years, which was nice. (It was definitely worth it to catch up with you, Bob and Mary!)

But even with those brief distractions, sharing such a small space with such a vocal critic of everything we do proved to be a little much. Oh yeah, I got 10 calls from the station, and a bunch of texts, too.

So I’m actually quite relieved to be back at work, and with the weekend almost here, I’m ready for that overused cliche quoted by families everywhere post road-trip:

I need a vacation from my vacation!

–Brian