I could have wept for joy.Swimming pool? Getting a tan? IN FEBRUARY!????
What was I doing in Boston all those years...
That's right. This weekend (for it's Monday as I write) I did something I'm totally unaccustomed to. Nothing.
I broke in a new bathing suit. Sat by the pool for hours. Chatted. Read. Stared into space. Turned onto my belly. Turned back. Swam. Hopped into the jacuzzi. Repeated.
Had a smoothie, then another.
Had a taco, then another.
Went to a movie.
At the theater, I asked to get a student discount.
"I need to see your ID."
"I don't have it on me, but I promise I'm a student. Any way you can take my word for it?"
"I need your ID."
Fine, no go.
The movie was "Paul Blart: Mall Cop." A perfectly inane ending to a perfectly brilliant day.
Gained: A splash of summer vacation -- months early.
