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Just got back from holiday. All the way from Orkney down to Warwickshire over two days.
Nearly 7 hour drive today.
Just got in the house. Everything is weird and not holiday-y. Ducked if I know what to do with myself.
What do you do to bring you back to reality?
The comedown is harsh man.
we always have fish n chips for tea when we return from a trip.
We've been back nearly a fortnight from a 3 week trip to Canada just about " normal" now though haven't had a decent night's sleep yet 😔 Just as well we are retired couldn't hack that work thing as well 🙄
Check the garage to make sure no one has nicked the bikes!
We tend to do walking trips, often, pretty basic, camping or huts so its actually nice to have a proper bed and a shower. If it's been a long trip then a trip to the barbers for a shave.
Then some decent homely food. I always have stuff in the calendar even if it's not mega exciting. Even the local club rides are nice when you've not been out for a while.
Late January on the other hand is another matter. Worst bit of the year.
Unpack and washing on.
I hate having half emptied bags lying around, if there’s not washing on within 30 mins of getting home I’m not a happy boy.
first thing kettle goes on for a proper cup of tea.
then the misery of unpacking which turns the house into even more of a tip.
and gradually working my way through an email backlog!
<p style="text-align: left;">I kinda just switch back into regular mode. I'm like that though, get home switch flicked.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">My missus takes it hard. Likes the holiday Idyll.</p>
I often stay up all night, I believe the phrase is 'decompressing?'
And a lot of laundry.
Unpack, washing machine on, shopping, cleaning. Try and catch up with some things recorded on the telly, fall into bed and maybe get a little tearful.
I go on into a massive sulk with my mood only improved with some ice cold beers, I stashed in the fridge before we left.
Actually this year we had to shift over twenty cat turds before we could unload the car.
Its a good job firearms aren’t easily accessible in the UK or I’d have gone on a rampage shooting every little furry shit machine on sight.
If we've been abroad, kettle on and a cup of tea for herself before anything else. Then unpack, sort laundry, cases into storage and washing on.
Unpack, laundry on, everything possible tidied, cook, make fuss of cats, wash up/dishwasher load. Then and only then stop and watch some drivel on Netflix.
If you stop before that lot is finished you're done for!
I usually 'crumble' for a few hours. It's awful. Eventually get through it most times but til then it's an internal hell. I also try not to cry too much. It's all seems a little pathetic really as I'm well aware I'm exceedingly fortunate to be able to have any sort of a holiday.
we always have fish n chips for tea when we return from a trip.
This completely
Start looking at house prices wherever I've just been. It doesn't generally help the mood.
Ps I'm currently on holiday in a very, very wet and windy Cornwall. In a caravan. With a 2 year old. Handing the grandkid back will be a mixed blessing, as will space, time and a comfy bed.
Sort the post and collect the dog from kennels.
Plan to have a more organised life so we can enjoy doing the things we like doing more often.
Then look at the surrounding tip and think “who are we kidding”
100% this
Plan to have a more organised life so we can enjoy doing the things we like doing more often.
Then look at the surrounding tip and think “who are we kidding”
This is without doubt the best answer so far. 🙂
Drop into my chair, then fall asleep.
Tomorrow I will be driving us 300 miles home, will unpack the car, then ring my parents to let them know we are back.*
MrsMC will be banging loads of washing into the washing machine at a rate that far exceeds our ability to get it dry.
Which will annoy me, and undo the wonderful 5 days we've been away.....
*ok, i may check the new baggies that Royal Mail claim to have delivered while we were away
Carry all my stuff up 104 stairs. BIke, trailer and all my kit. Thats the end of every trip for me.
Generally mourn for a few days then sulk for about a week at work.
Currently in aus for a month so the sulk will be long and significant in return this time
Wander around the garden noting what is thriving (weeds) and what has died (whatever I planted), water the ficus and anything that hasn't died except the weeds. Put the kettle on having run the tap for a minute or so. Put the lagging back on the solar thermal pipes. Pick up a guitar and tune it.
Mostly washing
If you don't know what to do with yourself, watch the video you linked to. A solution may present itself.
Honestly, getting home from holiday is weird. Part of it is sadness that it's over, part of it is almost relief that you're back to normality. I miss the weather and the free bar, I don't miss things like my partner losing her shit in the airport because her toddler grandson literally lost his shit on the way to the gate so had to "have his bum changed" just two short hours before we were supposed to be there.
Honestly? After unpacking & starting the washing mission, my wife and I discuss and start to plan the next adventure. We try to always have something in the pipeline, either as a family or individually. It gives us a goal to aim for.
Start looking at house prices wherever I’ve just been.
And LinkedIn etc. looking for remote jobs!
I love going away but I love getting home as well.
Generally unpack the car, get a load of washing on, quick trip to the local shops to get milk etc.
But I mostly like going for a ride on my bike when I get back.
Then an easy dinner, watch some crap on TV and have a cuppa. Then into my own bed which I've massively missed.
Well I'm off for two weeks to Majorca on Tues which I'm really looking forward to given the fairly poor weather we've had in Ireland for late June \ July. That said, I'd far prefer it to the 40oC+ the mainland was subjected to. When I get back I will have one week leave of a 10 week work sabbatical left. Hopefully when I go back to work everyone will have forgotten about me and it'll remain that way (with the salary still going in to the bank account obviously 🙂 )
So, to answer the question, when I get back I have one week to do all those things I promised myself I was going to do on my ten weeks off, the two week camping trip will be a challenge 🙂
Look at the garden and wonder how in a week or fortnight a jungle can appear....
Living somewhere that other people go to for their holidays helps.
Living somewhere that other people go to for their holidays helps.
Yep,it’s a funny one 🙂
Have a contented poo back on my own toilet.
Have an existential crisis
+1. I’m 10 days away from two weeks in the Caribbean, I’ll be struggling not to resign from work once home.
Have a look around the house and think ...... oh this place is quite nice.... before the unpacking starts and it looks like a bombsite
A run at some point after being cooped up in transport all day.
And a scroll through my phone for fav holiday pics to put on Faceache .... yeah, yeah.... but I genuinely like seeing other peoples holiday pics and it's an easy place to have a look back through mine once in while.
Off on monday ... I'm looking forward to early morning swims in the warm, clear Med
Enforced holiday blues for two weeks before getting back to normal..ish
Start planning next year's adventure 😁
As above, start planning the next trip. It's not that I don't like where I live and my life but its nice to have something to look forward to, even if its a little way off.
Look forward to the next.
Due to the timing of my kids' exams we get home from the Isle of Man tomorrow and head off for two weeks in Sussex 13 days later.
When I lived in Dorset I would go down the beach for a swim. That doesn’t work in Hebden Bridge.
whenever I travel I hoover up local recipes and ingredients. So a bottle of wherever wine and a plate of wherever tapas allows a transition to normality.
whatever you do don’t watch the news. After a couple of weeks of remoteness with no mobile I picked up the tail end of something, that sounded like the prime minister had been shagging pigs heads!!! Surely not? Oh wow… I wanted to go straight back to outer Hebrides.
Remember seeing a meme a few years back along the lines of
'Are you even Scottish if you don't have Chinese when you get back from holiday'
Says a lot about our culinary style.
Picked up 3rd-degree man flu too for the journey home, which isn't helping me feel like being home is a good thing. 😐
I think I need a razz on the motorcycle. 😊👍
Sad to admit this but I go on a week's holiday next Thursday and I'm already dreading the thought of being back!
Pub. Decent pint.
(Yes I know all sorts of craft IPAs and pale ales are now available globally, but still.)
Relax - holidays stress me out!
Book another trip to try and offset the post holiday blues
To try and minimise the post holiday blues we usually try and have the next but one holiday booked before we even set off - so even when you are heading home you can tell yourself “only x weeks before I’m off again”.
To try and minimise the post holiday blues we usually try and have the next but one holiday booked before we even set off – so even when you are heading home you can tell yourself “only x weeks before I’m off again”.
Very much that. We've always got several something's planned for the not too distant future so as soon as we return from one adventure we're thinking about the next.
Doesn't need to be big or expensive but as long as there's something fun planned then that'll do nicely.
Start planning another trip. Dreaming of escape from reality is half the fun.
I’m 10 days away from two weeks in the Caribbean, I’ll be struggling not to resign from work once home.
Driven home from 5 days at Loch Lomond today. Quite a large amount of the time spent stationary on the A66 and A1M was spent contemplating vanishing off the face of the earth on Tuesday rather than facing work.
Got back from amazing 2 weeks motorhoming in France a week back. Stressed straight off the back as it was blowing a gale and pissing down and the newly roofed porch had leaked all over my shoes. Unloading in the weather cursing UK summer and thinking about turning round and getting back on the ferry. House smelled odd. Not bad just strange as we hadn't been in it. Wondering if my house smells odd to visitors. Next was straight out to garden to check on all my vegetables and harvest loads of goodies. Feeling slightly better after that. Then a mix of loving having a whole house and nice bed but blues from being back to crap weather and routine. Next holiday not too long away thankfully.