Yes, you guessed correctly, I am home. Back. Stuck here in reality where, let’s just say it, there is no sand, no ocean an I can’t seem to find the neverending flow of fattening food, alcoholic beverages and fun that seemed to be at every turn while on vacation. We had a blast!
While sitting here, I have tried to think of ways to tell you of the fun I had. To describe the sheer necessity I had in me to relax and unwind and throw off the stress that I wore like cloak when I arrived and how wonderful it was shed it all while I was there. I just can’t find the words. Maybe a photo or two will better explain how easily I let go of my worries for a week and just enjoyed life!
My mornings went a little bit like this:
My afternoons and evenings went a bit like this:
Oh sure, there was time to go out and play in this:
And of course throw the frisbee around with the kids here:
It wasn’t all at the beach. I mean, we did manage to actually get out of our bathing suits and go out to dinner one night. And I did of course, have the best looking date there!
But at the end of a long day, I had to go crawl into my bed in my overcrowded room and get some sleep so that I would have energy enough to start it all over again the next day.
Like I said, when do I get to go back?