First of all, I really really really hate the word staycation. It doesn’t really make it any better that you’re too cheap or poor to go somewhere else.

Second of all, all you’re really doing is sitting around your house in your unders eating junk food and pretending you’re not really home. Or maybe that’s just me. But, it’s not all bad. Really. It’s mostly good.

See?

Pros

• Housekeeping does not wake you up to make the bed you’re still in
• You can wander around in your undies and no one looks at you weird. Except maybe the cats.
• You know where all the good places to eat are
• You’re free to pursue your hobbies uninterrupted (this, of course, only works if you’re vacationing at home alone)
  • Lots and lots of knitting.
• No hidden fees

Cons

• No nightly turn down service or mint/chocolate on your pillow unless you do it yourself
• Room service really sucks.
• House work. It’s still there. Not getting done. Staring at you.
  • Like the laundry. Just staring and growing

There are way more pros than cons.

But that last con is a doozy. Because you’re all, “Listen up chores that I’m not doing! I’M ON VACATION. I DON’T HAVE TO DO YOU!” (not in the biblical sense, you perv) And then all those chores? They just sit there and judge you. Silently judging. JUDGE. JUDGE. JUDGE. And then the cats get in on it. They’re judging you too. Well, if we’re honest about it, cats are ALWAYS judging you no matter what you’re doing.

But Laundry is the worst because not only is it judging you, IT’S GROWING. EXPONENTIALLY. Which, when you think about it, is really odd because you’re wandering around the house in nothing but your undies. So where is all that laundry coming from? Gnomes? Aliens? The cats? I mean, if you let them, Chloe and Chelsea will spend a ridiculous amount of time in my closet. They’re probably playing dress up when I’m not looking and then throwing the clothes on the dirty clothes pile. Jerks.

Maybe I should just suck it up and do the laundry already?