I find taking a vacation stressful at the beginning and at the end.  My mother always wanted to be able to just teleport there like they did on Star Trek.  I can see why now.  Trying to get everything ready to go is almost a full time job, not talking about the job I already have.  This year I had to make sure the house was cleaned and ready for the sitter.  My family is now old enough to pack for themselves and that relieves a little stress, but then the worry, and I love to worry, about the driving or flying starts.  IF you haven't guessed by now I love to worry and have given myself time each day to do it.  Sounds a little OC, well it is but it beats blowing the blood pressure way off the charts.  

Then when I get there it never fails, I have a great time until it all starts again when its time to go home.  I wonder if anyone else suffers from this disease?