Life’s A Beach…
The only place I feel at peace anymore is the beach.
My prayers and many others are finally answered after four years of hell. The outdated Electoral College has spoken and the “faithless” voter did not rear its ugly head.
Last year at this time I was sitting in the ER as my husband was writhing in pain.
No politics. No I see dead people. No depressing Coronaville gossip. Just a few light and breezy recommendations.
My wardrobe these days is limited to appropriate pandemic wear.
Today I am stopping my downward spiral in a completely frivolous manner.