I should always plan a vacation in February. It’s the perfect time to go somewhere warm and sunny. The gray, wet days really wear on me. I get to where I don’t want to leave the house. I think I could read and eat Hershey Kisses with almonds all day long till Spring.
Today I finished a book, got caught up on Downton Abbey, did school with the kids, encouraged some Lego building of the Trojan Horse (which turned out quite nicely), and only stepped outside to retrieve corn from the freezer.
September, October, those are the months I always get the urge to go. The beautiful days of fall are when I want to leave home and vacation. But maybe I should force myself to a beach just once in February and see if it makes the month better.
Or maybe I could play dinosaurs in a rare patch of afternoon sunshine. It seems to work for Brynne.
