A Little Vacation

I can’t believe I forgot one of the biggest things I was thankful for this past weekend: Sylvain did the laundry! Yep, he did it on Friday because he had the day off and because he’s just a sweetie.  He got his mom to put the soap where he could reach it and away he went. I could not believe the huge difference it made in my mood having that chore OFF my shoulders for the whole weekend. He said he enjoyed doing it so much that from now on we should take turns. Well, okay then!

We are going away next week for a vacation. I am SO thankful for all the blessings that come together to allow us to do this. We have jobs that permit it. We have enough money to do it.  We live in gorgeous Ontario just a day’s drive from Algonquin Park and the Muskokas.

I tend to remain calm and let myself get excited once we are on the road. Sylvain on the other hand is already losing sleep because he can’t stop thinking about the upcoming trip. For weeks he has been following the blog of the place we’ll be staying. Every day he gives me news from the place.

“We can have fresh eggs from their chickens,” he’s told me.

We’ll be able to see a bajillion stars.

Some nights there is a guide who leads a wolf howling. They explain which howl belongs to the alpha of the pack and which are the younger wolves answering.

All week there have been emails back and forth between Sylvain and the owners of the little group of cabins on Lake of Bays. Will our cabin have a BBQ? Check. Coffee machine? Check. Microwave? Check.

We’re already building our pile of things to take in a spare bedroom.

Naturally I had to pick out some light cottage reading for the occasion. I didn’t quite manage to shift into fluffy novel mode; as soon as I saw The Drunkard’s Walk and gave it the first sentence test, I knew I’d found my book. Ha.  At least I am putting away all the self-improvement and spirituality for the duration of the getaway.

We will be leaving our laptops and internet connections behind as we venture into moose country.