Cabin by the lake

So it is offically summer. A time where I find myself jealous of my 6 year old's blossoming social life. I am non-stop swimming lesson, golf, and soccer mom. While driving and listening to my son tell me about his latest escapades with his friends and my daughter screaming at the top of her lungs because she is tired of riding, I am daydreaming about my imaginative escapades. This time I drop my son off at one of his many dates and my daughter has finally cried herself to exhaustion, it's silent! I picture myself driving.......away. Taking a main road and not stopping. I finally make it to this big lake with a quaint little cabin. At the shore of this lake I see a hammock tied between two trees, just inviting me to come lay on it. I step out of my car and walk to the cabin and open the door. The door creaks and the smell of cedar wafts through my nose, I suddenly feel totally relaxed. I see the kitchen that is fully stocked with fresh home cooked food. There is no T.V., no radio, no cell phones, no screaming kids, I am in total heaven. I check out the bedroom and find a freshly made bed and the bathroom with a jacuzzi tub and candles lit. I must be in heaven. I am at a stand still, what should I do first? Take a bath, take the hammock up on its invitation, curl up in bed? I think to myself...I hear something. What is it? Why is there sirens at this beautiful cabin, it is the middle of nowhere. I then come back to. Just in time to be pulled over for speeding, my daughter crying and bout a half mile to my home. Just my luck!