Little vacay.

DH and I  took a few days off, went to Maine, and New Hampshire.

My foot has been killing me for a couple of months now, so I took the advice of my physical therapist, and bought myself a pair of Birkenstocks.

I was shocked when I realized how much they helped.  I don't care if they are ugly.

 I love the water, I could sit by it for hours.

 The weather was perfect.

 I  am not good about resting though.  After a couple of days, I'm antsy.

I know, that must be a shock.

I tried, honestly, I did.  I read three books, knitted a pair of mittens, went for walks.
The quiet was lovely.

But I have to be honest here.

I was ready to come home.