I decided not to go to Miami. I have lots of things I can be doing here on my day off, important things, and I don’t want to drive 10 hours today only to fight my way into a parking space. I can be more productive here, and I was very, very tired this morning. So there :o)
This weekend was absolutely wonderful. The weather even behaved for us, which I wasn’t sure it would do. Erin and Elyse made it here and back just fine in their car of dubious reliability, and we had great fun walking leisurely through downtown St. Augustine, browsing the shops and absorbing the atmosphere. Dinner that night was great as well, even if I did get a bit ill from the wine.
But the apartment is empty again. It’s neat and boring. Perhaps I should make a mess or raise a ruckus just for variety… No, that would just be dumb, and no fun besides when I’m by myself. Messes and ruckuses are so much more fun when you have a partner (or partners) in crime. Well, it’s off to the bank and the DMV and the Y and perhaps the haircutters for me :o)