The Holiday Blues: There is a very familiar emotional pattern if you work full time, and take time off occasionally to sit about for a while doing very little on 'holiday'. The pattern is a lightness of heart and spirit as well as a heady excitement that begins the moment you leave your desk behind on the way to the airport/ station/ car. It involves various brief daydreams usually comprising of deciding the exact lineup of the cocktail order on the first night, deciding on which days to do 'nothing' and which days to do 'something' (can't get that decision wrong as Ultimate Relaxation depends on it), which books to read first and which are the 'only if I have time's', and so on. Conversely, Holiday Blues then kick in on the day you get back into the office. Inbox is overflowing, mainly with out of date FYIs to sift through, and you spend a day prioritising the wood from the trees, and saying things like 'I'm sorry I haven't got back to you earlier, I've been On Holiday'. There tends to be a lunch organised with a mate to provide a key high social point for the day, as well as an excuse to talk about what you did on holiday to prolong that 'Holiday Feeling'. Then from Day Two - your mood is back to normal, work is back to normal, all is caught up and is Business As Usual (quite literally) and you say things like 'it feels like I haven't even been away' every time to speak to someone new.
The Initial Crushing Depression: It's slightly different when it's your own house though. As we don't own a place in the UK, the chalet is actually our only real home. We do love the little flat we rent in London, but it's not ours, and there is a totally different feeling arriving to, and then leaving a few days later, a property that belongs only to us. That familiar Holiday Blues feeling is coupled with a 'There's SO Much To Do' sense of rising panic, which seems to be shimmering in the background on a daily basis at the moment. It means that we always have a slight unease we should be somewhere else Getting Organised and Doing Something. Added to which, we just completely love spending time out there, even though the chalet isn't how we want it to be and is still pretty basic, it's still our ultimate favourite (not meaning to be cheesy, but...) Happy Place in the world. So every minute we're not there, sitting in front of the fire, a glass of red in hand, the comparison is always going to be less than favourable.
Getting On With It: The last couple of trips though - the Morzine vs London thing has felt weirdly positive. We love coming back to London, seeing pals, going to work (which actually both of us really love - everyone's allowed a 'wish I was drinking a cocktail on the beach right now' moment, even if you have the Most Fun Job in the whole world). But we also really appreciate and enjoy heading off to Morzine and our little chalet every so often, sorting things out and advancing the plans. And recently when we have got back to the UK, we have thrown ourselves even more fully into the things we continue to love about living in London (won't start naming all of them, as far too many and those lists are ultimately boring, but Saturday brunch is a bit of a super brilliant tradition). So yes, there is very much a Holiday Blues thing going on still, but it's tinged with the knowledge we can go back whenever we like, that it's ours, that it's going to be just brilliant when it's finished (fingers, toes, everything crossed), and that we can't wait to continue to share it with friends and family.