So we're home and the euphoria of the vacation was quick to burn off, once returning to the reality of every day life... The initial vapors started in the car journey home, all 9 hours of it, complete with the soundtrack of the whole Jim Gill back catalogue (all you parents out there will know this guy's dulcet tones)...
Anyways, as we all sang along to the "Sneezing Song" for the umpteenth time, I started to lose the will to live... this feeling was compounded as we hit the New Jersey Turnpike and the beautiful images of quaint cottages framed with hydrangeas were replaced by smoke stacks and power plants... I have to say, passing by Newark Airport, one just has to smirk at the irony of the New Jersey licence plate, which proudly professes to be 'The Garden State.'
|This hydrangea was brought in Cape Cod; in attempt to spread a little 'Cape' magic in the garden.|
I know that there's a lot of bloggers out there that have lived this too and reading their blogs gives me the encouragement to keep ploughing on. If you have any tips for coping with a 'fixer upper'/ 'handy man special'/ 'needs TLC' (or any other estate agents spiel for 'this home should be pulled down, but some s**ker might buy it') home', I'd love to hear them! Meanwhile, I'll have a beer... apparently it's a 'Vacation in a Pint'... here's hoping!