Aahh, vacation!

Ok, so technically I'm not actually on vacation. But the family is, which basically means I am too. Sure, I have a few small tasks here around the house, like watering the plants, mowing the lawn, and, most importantly, taking care of Amelie while they're in Djerba for the 2 weeks. But really I'm probably having more of a vacation than they are. First of all, since the kids refuse to go to the FlipperClub, where they would be fully entertained for the entire day, that means 24/7 parenting duties for Esther and Olaf. Not vacation. Second, Olaf sent me a text last week saying that Esther (along with about 50% of the guests at the hotel) was sick with some sort of stomach flu and was lying in bed for several days. I'm guessing that it was probably food poisoning, since such a huge percentage of the people there had it, but either way, that really sucks. I, on the other hand, have had complete and utter quiet here at home. I get to sleep in the morning because the kids aren't screaming and fighting with each other or with Esther. I can also sleep through the night because they're not waking up screaming and crying that they have to pee or want another bottle of milk. Amelie and I go jogging in the morning and then walking in the afternoon, sometimes in the woods, when I feel like it instead of sometime around 3 so that I can pick up the kids at 4. I'm also able to make it to soccer practice on time, since I don't have to wait for Esther to get home and I'm able to take the car instead of having to catch a train. And the best part: this doesn't count as vacation for me, so I'm still getting paid for these 2 weeks without it counting against my 4 weeks of vacation time. Not bad. Not bad at all.

I just got a text message from Olaf, too. He said that Gustav misses me. Apparently he tried calling me at around 11:30 this morning but I was out jogging with Amelie so I missed it, and I can't call him back because he has it set up that all calls go directly to his voicemail because he's on vacation and doesn't want to be bothered. But then he sent a text saying that Gustav misses me, so I sent one back saying to tell the family hi and to give the kids a kiss from me. Maybe they'll call back and I can tell the little guy hello myself.