I've always struggled with our staycations, we don't go away because of the aged beast, but everyone needs a bit of a break every now and then. Today is The Chap's final day at work (and should have been day three of our holiday, but there was very important business to be done to a deadline).
I'm still reading Happy Inside, and in a very timely fashion read the chapter about staycationing. As ever the absolutely obvious jumped out and I think it might help reduce my feelings about holidays at home, which can be summed up as - how is this a holiday, I'm still doing the washing up?!
The suggestion is to take the whole thing seriously and focus on doing things you wouldn't normally do. So, no wrapping up the holiday with finally painting the spare room, reading that book that's been staring out from the bookcase for years, finishing off organising those stamps, or even working on an ongoing craft project. It's to holiday at home, setting normality aside - eating, sleeping and living as differently as possible for that length of time.
All of which means I'm doing a lot of housework today.
Well, not a lot, but making a bit of an effort.