to the Outer Banks. Well, actually, to get MORE excited. I was excited as soon as friends asked me to go with them. How wonderful to be included, to be wanted. I love the Outer Banks; if I could find a job there, I'd be gone as soon as I could pack a bag and leave.
I've worked and reworked a list of things to take, things to do before I go, things to do when I get there, things to do while I'm there. Actually, it isn't in the least complicated and doesn't require this much planning; I just like to ponder the fact that I'm going to the beach for a week.
If it appears I'm really blowing this up out of perspective, it's true; I probably am. But I wasn't going to 'vacation' this year; have had a trip to see Big Bro in NC, who lives not very far from the OB, and felt satisfied. But actually staying on the OB is going to be so nice. And a week to enjoy sunshine, sand, ocean, seafood ....... yeah, it's good.
It's these serendipitous events that enrich life, I think. This isn't a trip I'd expected to take, but the fact of being asked and going is so sweet and brings to mind the sweetness of simple pleasures. The simpler, the better. No extravagant outings during the trip; no fancy restaurants. Matter of fact, we've spoken of the shorts, jeans, t-shirts, bathing suits and sandals to be worn and that anything fancier than those things will simply not be needed.
Now that's a vacation.
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