OK. I've been checking the weather. Next week it's only supposed to be in the 60's down in Florida.
But...here's how I figure it. I've gotten pretty good at sittin' out on the sun porch in 19 degree weather. Surely To PETE I can handle sittin' on the beach, in the sun, in 60 degree weather.
Right? Right!? RIGHT!!!!
It reminds me of my last trip to the beach before the big move. It was in the upper 60's and I was freezing my ass off. BUT....I knew it was my last hoorah. I forced myself to tough it out.
I have always done a combination of things to "find my happy place". They include sittin' on the sand, by the water, in the sun. And spending time with Cuz and the family. I *WILL* do that next week. I will, I will, I will.
Plus, even though that Gulf wind can be extremely chilling, it can't be worse than these damned northern winds.
Sun. Sand. Family.
I don't care HOW cold it is........next week I'm doin' it all. It doesn't matter how directionally challenged I am.......I *WILL* find my damned happy place. It's a matter of saving my sanity at this point.
Posted by Tammi at January 14, 2008 08:23 AM | TrackBackJust take a blankie - you'll be fine!!
Posted by: Richmond at January 14, 2008 09:29 AMRIGHT! You can do it; 60 is nothing to a yankee. [ducking]
LOL!!
Posted by: pam at January 14, 2008 11:06 AMYou know, after a little "spirits" you won't feel a thing.
Posted by: Navy CPO at January 14, 2008 11:16 AMDon't forget to go swimming!!!
Posted by: That 1 Guy at January 14, 2008 09:29 PM