Summer Vacation.

So my family (the matrilinear line) is sort of having a pseudo-family reunion at my uncle's lake house in Indiana. Ok fine -- I'm not so much a family guy, but fine, I should probably take a vacation anyway, my last one wasn't so much a vacation as it was me leaving town for a day to go to California.

I do not like California.

Anyway, more to the point, family reunion in Indianapolis. So I go out there, and my dad's side of the family is in Northern Indiana; and I haven't seen them in many years. So if I'm in the state, I feel like I should head north to spend some time with them. I'm pretty sure ymy cousin had a baby. Maybe she got married too. I don't know.

And if I'm going to be in Northern Indiana, I should really visit my friends from college who are in Kalamazoo. I haven't seen them in a long time and we've been talking about getting together and, honestly, it's only an hour away anyway.

Also, there are more family people way in the south end of the State that that I'd need to see. The sort of people for whom it would be problematic for me to set foot on indiana soil without calling them to check in.

So now, a simple trip to see my mom's family in Indiana has become a prolonged, Euripidian saga. And I've managed to complicate the whole thing so much in my mind that I don't actually have any desire to go. And, I'm sure by the end of the weekend when I look to see what this whole thing will cost me, my "not desiring to go" will change into "desiring not to go."

That's right, folks. When you get dts you're also getting two scoops of Crazy-Bran. I don't really know how I get worked up like this, but it's the primary reason I don't like to go on vacation. Because the very act of getting ready to do so is stressful enough for me so as to offset any relaxing side effects the vacation would normally have.

Further, this trip is slated for the end of July. But at the beginning of July I'll have moved to Las Vegas. So not only will I be broke from the move and various vegas-related partying; but I'll be barely moved into my house.

And who'll watch the dog? Honestly. Whose idea was this damn thing? Screw it. I'm so just staying home.

dts