I just got back from my first summer vacation. My parents rented a house on the lake in Door County and we got to stay there a whole week where it was so beautiful, you could die.
While there, I got some troubling news about the two big things I’m trying to bring to market:
My latest writing project
So I felt like this:
Even though the scenery was like this:
It was a bit of a waste of prime waterfront real estate.
But what can you do? Put one foot in front of the other. And try to figure it out.
Aside from that, we ate ice cream and frozen custard, we went for boat rides, played putt-putt golf and watched outdoor movies while sitting on folding chairs and wrapped in blankets.
I loved being with my son and my sister and my nephews and my family who live too many states away, waking up every day knowing they were there, close to me, and thinking about the day ahead and wondering what we were going to fill it with.