Everyone in my little family has been thinking of the beach for about a month now. Everyone has been invisioning lying on the beach and sipping mojitos and eating seafood in a waterside restaurant. As the old commercial says, "I need a vacation."
Unfortunately, this has not been the time for a vacation. Everything has pulled us in different directions. Times have been tight. Pulling on our schedules. Dragging us off to work and other places.
But not the beach.
But last night, we stayed at a Comfort Inn in Clinton, South Carolina. A motel which just happens to be right behind a seafood restaurant. We stopped and were able to eat fried oysters and shrimp until we were satiated. The seafood was very fresh. For some place about three and a half hours away from any beach. Now I am no longer in search of the elusive shellfish dinner.
Now I just need the ability to go somewhere where the necessities of my life aren't tugging at my thoughts.
Last night, I slept on the floor on the bedspread and a pillow. I slept decently. I need to shower the crust of night time off my body and return home. At least the seafood has been handled for now.
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