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Full Timeout, Home Team

Well, we are at that point folks. After a year and a half of wedding planning, apartment hunting, saving, spending, listing, delegating, searching, living, and many of the other things life has thrown this way, yours truly and my tag team partner are going on vacation. A twenty-second timeout in life as my tag team partner would say. It has been awhile since our last excursion, two and half years to be exact, and it is amazing to see how much our lives have changed since then. We have our new home, a new life together, and for her, a new last name.

After such changes, which of course has seen us go down a Unity Road, we are in dire need of this twenty-second timeout, or as in this case, a complete full timeout. With 9.24 getting smaller and smaller in our rear view mirror, the time is upon us to head down to St. Lucia for seven days of relaxation and fun in the sun for our honeymoon.

And while we plan on bringing our laptops, the tag team partner and I have already promised ourselves and each other that the e-mails, the text messages, the Google searches, the blackberry alerts, and yes, even the Dome Ponderings will be on break as well. What!? Yup, I’m throwing the keys on the table for seven days.

Although punching the keys on vacation has brought about some awesome posts, my favorite being the California Chronicles of 2009, this vacation is different. It’s about not only spending (finally) some time with my wife, but rejuvenating myself – mind, body, and soul.

I’m going cold turkey.

No punching of the keys.

I ‘m sure many thoughts will turn and spurn (Hello Clyde Frazier writing!) in my head, as it is impossible to shut that section off in my brain. There is always that great urge to begin slamming away on my laptop (more so waiting at the airport). However, in order for me to maintain sharpness and not have my ponderings dribble into useless fodder (almost like this post), I need to step away.

So yes, once again, I’m throwing down the keys to the small machine that is Dome Pondering. I urge all DP devotees, casual readers, and first time visitors to send feedback on future topics, genres, past posts, or general thoughts upon the return from our timeout.

The whistle has blown…

Timeout, home team.

See you all in seven days.

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