Not as Easy as We Make it Look

So, apparently we are due for a cloudy day with a few showers possible. We have had few of either since our arrival here one month ago. I will take advantage of the cloudy/rainy conditions by doing a bit of actually…work. There are bills to be paid, I’m told, along with some misc. professional responsibilities that cannot be indefinitely shirked. Sad.

The first thing I ask myself when I wake up here is, what day is today? Actually, the first thing I ask is, “why the heck are you awake at quarter to six in the morning??” Proletarian habits are hard to break, I suppose. The early bird might get the bird in the working world, but up here all it gets you is a view of fog on a still lake and snuggle time with Lucy. Come to think of it, that’s a pretty good deal.

I would like to point out something about our life up here while disabusing you of the false notion that we just lounge around doing nothing for six weeks every year. Nothing could be further from the truth. Actually, I adhere to a rather strict schedule. My calendar is very full and some days it’s nye near impossible to fit it all in…

5:45 Wake up. Walk into living room, stand at the sliding glass door staring at the lake for several minutes listening to Lucy snoring from the sofa.

5:50 Wedge yourself into tiny bathroom for the necessary morning ritual.

5:55 Brew coffee.

6:00 Empty the cutest little dishwasher in the world…

6:10 Drink coffee while snuggling Lucy, who unlike her owner, has the good sense to still be sound asleep at this hour…

6:30 Check baseball box scores. Continue mourning the tragic loss of Juan Soto to the Padres. Peruse latest “lake cabins for sale in Maine” emails from Redfin and Zillow. Here’s one that has three bedrooms, two bathrooms, gorgeous views of a wonderful lake and 1600 square feet of living space! Now all I have to do is come up with $875,000. Sigh…

7:15 Walk down to the dock for some fishing. 

8:00 Give Pam a hug as she stumbles out of the bedroom. Watch her stare at the lake for five minutes trying to decide whether today is a Kayak or paddle board morning.

8:15 Take Lucy out for her morning perambulation after she finally wakes up. Remember to take multiple sanitary bags since one never knows whether it will be a one or two poop walk.

8:30 Begin grueling decision making process over what to eat for breakfast. Should I have cereal with blueberries, toasted English muffins with peanut butter and raspberry preserves, or should I wait for Pam to return from the lake and get her to make bacon and eggs?

9:00 Compliment wife on phenomenal bacon and egg breakfast, then load up the kayak with gear and head out for morning fishing run…

All this, and its barely nine o’clock in the morning! I’m exhausted just writing about it! Vacationing in Maine is no where near as easy as we make it look, y’all.