I love vacation. I don't even understand people who don't. And I don't believe any of the excuses people make not to go on one. It's just so rejuvenating.
It rained almost every day I was in Northern California. Sometimes, the man and I think that it rains on purpose so that the two of us slow down and do nothing. Lord knows that we try to fill up our vacation time with way too much. But if it rains, we just sit in our B&B/cabin/hotel room and relax. It helps us a lot.
This was my third time visiting Northern California. And more and more, it is looking like we may want to move there. The Man could definitely transfer his work there. I could easily find a job in my industry. We love the weather. We have friends built-in. We'd need to get cars. But we could get over that.
I had fun this vacation. There were a few wrenches thrown in but we managed. I am glad to be home. I guess regardless of where I am, I eventually miss home. But vacation is good. I need more. Later.
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