Life is good. Really. But there is also an element of my life that is really hard right now, which is frustrating the hell out of me.
I was reeeeeally building momentum with happy.
Then, hard came in and totally crashed my party.
I need a vacation which I cannot afford…a break from the heaviness. Or to be more accurate, I would really love a break from the routine so I can sort out the heaviness. Forever the optimist, I am not going to let the lack of time nor money ruin a perfectly good vacation. So on my Lonely Girl budget…
I am treating myself to a half hour of girlish daydreaming.
Don’t laugh. Well, I don’t care if you do. I guess it is kinda silly. But, whatev’s… Clearly, I need a mental break. A sweet escape.
So, I packed my baggage and intentionally left it all on the door step. I found a sunny destination and I…
…freely indulged in PASSIONATE girly-girl musings which may never take shape.
…sinfully savored equal parts melted butter and soft warm PANCAKES (shut up, I’m on vacation)!
…and basked in the cool air and warm sun on my face at THE PORCH where someone brings me coffee…and “more butter please”.