So I ran away for a little while.
Work has been especially soul-crushingly stressful lately.
Money is beyond tight, and getting tighter by the minute.
On top of that, I’ve been so sick with these stupid hives, which may or may not be caused by stress.
So many things in my life are making me tired and wearing me down.
So I ran away to California. Newport Beach, Laguna Beach, Orange County, all over the place.
I splashed my toes in the Pacific. I caught up on sleep, I ate some amazing food at some great restaurants.
I breathed more deeply than I’ve breathed in months.
I chomped on a seagull or two.
And most importantly, I spent some great quality time with my husband, and remembered why we are together in the first place.