Deb Smouse

I have been wanting to get away for a few days. When I mentioned this to my mother on the phone today, she didn’t get it. I spend the bulk of my days not at home and when I think about taking a break…I don’t want to be home….I want to GO places.

It’s been entirely too long since I’ve been to DC, and to be honest, considered a Last Minute Package in there for the weekend. but. it’s supposed to be icy there, and since I enjoy getting OUT in DC, that just doesn’t sound like what I’m wanting….so I will watch and wait for that.

I have, however, planned two trips outside of my regular weekly work….

The first one is early in March….three nights to St. Croix. It will give me an opportunity to do….nothing. I want to lie on the beach, lie by the pool, nap, read, do some personal writing…..relax.  I don’t want to overplan that trip since I do need to just relax…..but I have found out where to go see the Beer Drinking Pigs (non-alcoholic now, thank you).  I need to do a little shopping….I need another swim suit….and a pair of sandals.

Later in March, I am going to go to Seattle….and will be visiting the Museum of Flight.  I adore old planes, and there will be several WW2 Era plans for me to lust over.

I don’t expect many to understand…..but I am truly longing to get away….even though I live out of a suitcase.

Strange, I know…..but then again……we’re talking ’bout me….