Anticipation . . .

My vacation is less than a month away and I can already smell the ocean air! I'm so excited to be headed to the beach! It's all I think about. There will be 5 of us going and my parents may join us for a few days while we're there. Lots to pack, but not lots on the agenda besides relaxing. I'm so incredibly grateful I have the opportunity to take a vacation like this once a year but it leaves me yearning for more. So I've decided I'm going to retire to an itty bitty cottage by the ocean. I don't care if it's a one room shack, I'm moving in! Of course hubby reminds me that we would need about a million bucks to buy even the smallest itty bitty cottage if it's to be right on the ocean. I've decided to ignore the facts and enjoy this fantasy retirement in my mind. I just know that I'll start exercising once I have a sandy beach to jog on every morning. I can already taste the freshly squeezed juice that I'll make twice a day with the juice machine we bought ages ago. Once I'm settled in my itty bitty cottage, which will have bare wooden floors and a wooden screen door that slaps shut behind you, I'll be more productive and will finally get around to all those projects I've been meaning to get around to all these years. I'll quilt, I'll write, I'll get the photos in order, I'll spend loads of time with the grandkids, I'll learn to not only cook but I'll love to do it too, and I'll actually enjoy housework - afterall, I'll be living my dream and everything is perfect in a dream. For now, I'm going to start savoring every anticapted moment of my upcoming vacation. It's too precious not to!