Sand Therapy

Things in this little corner of the world have been relatively stressful lately. Despite trying to hoard our vacation time, we decided we still had to take a little of it to get away. Thank goodness we did.

There's nothing quite like sticking your feet in cool blue (okay, bluish-green) water and then relaxing on the sand under a huge umbrella. For a couple of days last week, that's exactly what we did. The weather was stifling but the water was cool and the stress was momentarily soothed.

How cool is it to be 300 miles away from home and then you walk into a store with boiled crawfish strewn all over a table? Turns out some ladies from the westbank retired and moved to Sandestin, Florida and were having a craving. In true New Orleanian fashion, they shared and it was awesome!

Not everything went as expected. Work called for my honey and ended our time a little sooner than we would have wanted. It was okay, though. We still got to share our bottle of wine on the beach under the stars. I can't ask for much more than that.

So it's back to the grind. Back to waiting to hear what happens next regarding our jobs. Blech.

That's okay, I tan lines and sand in my car to prove that I relaxed for a least a little while.