Weekend Away

The Author of this post is Velma Baird

I was not even close to being ready to come home from my long weekend away. It was the closest thing I had had to a vacation in a really long time. I checked the mail as I unlocked the door. It was nothing exciting – one of the monthly magazines I subscribe to, my mortgage statement, and a flyer for www.DIRECTstarTV.com. As I opened the door, I knew that someone was happy that I was home – my cat. He was extremely vocal about how lonely he had been while I was away. I had spent the weekend at the beach, which is where my sister and brother-in-law live. They actually live about twenty minutes from the actual beach, but it’s close enough! Their condo is very near the little downtown area that is full of charming shops and very tasty restaurants. I wish I could get them to visit me more, but my sister is not a big fan of the city where I live. She says it’s too big for her and much prefers her small town.