A fellow blogger commented yesterday that I didn’t mention where I was. Here is the link

I have to admit it’s been a mixed bag with that word so far. While I was sitting by the water there is construction going on across the street. When I went to bed I could hear people laughing going down the hall and the doors don’t close softly. And then at 3AM I heard an amber alert on my phone. I usually turn off my phone before I go to bed but I forgot. So I was probably awake every 2 hrs. While I was sitting having breakfast I overheard a gentleman ask his friend or business associate if he slept well and he said not really. I overheard another gentlemen talking about how we should drink a glass of water before our meal in the morning. Another one was complaining about his wife’s curlers. Sitting at a table by myself I thought to myself you don’t know how lucky you are.

Because I live across the street from Rock the Park I go away to get solitude but I’ve come to realize that hotels are going to bring with it some noise. Healthy eating while away from home is hit or miss. I feel like I need to do a little more research.

When I go away I miss the things I love about where I live. I miss my walk in shower. My chatty superintendents. A Facebook friend posted pictures of strawberries and I will be missing the market this week. While it’s nice to get away home really is where the heart is.

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