The Last Morning

It’s my last morning to wake up in San Diego. The marine layer is still covering the mountains, the coffee is nice and strong, and Steph and I are doing our morning computer time at the table while MeMe prattles on in the living room.

It’s been a wonderful, wonderful trip. We are planning Cousinpalooza for maybe next year. Giving all 7 of us time to plan, to sock back some money, and get back in the habit of gathering on a yearly basis. I’m all in for that. All. In.

Today is just kind of a laid back day, we’re going to get ready and go to Old Town, putz around do a little shopping, go put my feet into the water and walk around on the beach. I don’t have to be at the airport until 3pm, so we’ve got a little bit of time. We’re eating sushi today for lunch. This makes me ril ril happy. I’ve pretty much checked off all of my list of things to see, do and taste.

I’m beginning to transition into reality mode. I’ve downloaded my next book for class, to read on the plane. I’ve begun to mentally prepare for class tomorrow, for the things that need to be finished in regards to bill paying, insurance stuff, bla bla bla. Reality Bites.

This break, however, has been bliss. I love hanging out with my family. We laugh. So much laughing.

Not a bad way to live.

2 thoughts on “The Last Morning

  1. The best bowl of sashimi (basically a bowl of raw fish on rice, sounds gross, but it’s really good) I’ve ever eaten was in San Diego. Soak up that salty air and enjoy!


  2. For years, my dad’s side of the family gathered every year at Grand Lake for a week. Then it became every other year. And now it has been since Bell was just 2 because the older organizers are gone. But I hear plans for next summer are in the works. I hope hope hope so.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s