Showing posts with label vacation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vacation. Show all posts

Monday, July 13, 2026

The Mental Enema Theory of Vacations

The number of unfinished journals I have is depressing. The best I ever did was a daily blog of the first (?) 1,000 days of the COVID-19 pandemic. The journals I try to keep in ink tend to dwindle after a week or two. Part of that is not wanting Spouse to inquire as to what I am writing. He tends not to ask about anything I'm typing, likely figuring it to be an email to someone or, just maybe, a blog post that he likely won't read (I'm not sure he even knows how to get to my blog let alone that I've started it up again). Just as I never wanted Older Brother to read my youthful diaries, I'd rather not share personal journals with Spouse. Anything I type here I recognize will be public.

Lengthy explanation aside, I recently came across a page dated May 14, 2014. If there were subsequent pages, they ended up filed elsewhere. This post was from the day on which Spouse and I set out for a gathering of what I call my Internet Quilt Guild. At that time, we tried to gather every two years, and the 2014 gathering was in Perth, Western Australia. In the post in question, I noted that I had obtained a copy of People magazine "to provide the mental enema I need to empty my mind of everyday routine and (get) ready to enjoy vacation." This is a reference to the Mental Enema Theory of Vacations I developed over several trips to scuba diving vacations in the Bahamas. On those trips, I took books such as Rock Hudson: His Story by Rock Hudson and Sara Davidson, Larry Hagman: A Biography by Leon Adams, Nancy Reagan: The Unauthorized Biography by Kitty Kelley, Vanna Speaks by Vanna White and Patricia Romanowski, and Mr. T: The Man with the Gold: An Autobiography by (who else?) Mr. T. (To this day, I admire Mr. T for working two colons into one title.)

I limited such books to one per trip, and had to start them on the outbound trip. I seem to remember finishing each of them before we arrived in the Bahamas, though the Nancy Reagan one may have taken longer. When asked by colleagues and friends why I read such books, I explained my Mental Enema Theory of Vacations. To enjoy a vacation fully, it should be entered with a mind bereft of work or home concerns, things one should have done before leaving, or things one should do on returning. Reading a book such as those listed above empties the mind of anything remotely serious, preparing it to be filled with vacation joy. 

After 2014, I evidently forgot about all this, though I don't think it had too detrimental an impact on any of the trips we took. That suggests further research into this theory is needed. Stay tuned for a more complete report. 

Sunday, July 25, 2021

The View from the Hermitage, Day 497

Are we there yet? Well, we're approaching Day 500, but as for the end of the pandemic, I'm in the "NO" camp. When I get back a week from tomorrow, I'll copy and past in the entries I write while at the cabin. I'm hoping to come back rested and refreshed.

Have a good week, all!