First Day Home

I awoke this morning to the gentle swaying of the ship. It was so relaxing I did not want to open my eyes. Reluctantly, I peeled back my eye lids to see the familiar site of a bedroom window. Ugh. Time to close my eyes again. Not yet light outside and obviously no longer on the ship, I wanted to stay asleep. Several minutes of laying with my eyes closed proved I would not get what I wanted. I opened my eyes again, one at a time, to fix on my clock. 5:48. Ship's time, 6:48. Time for my day to begin.

I think I will go back to live on a cruise ship. No, scratch that. I gain weight and spend money too quickly when I cruise. Maybe I will become a squatter on an island. How long does a person need to squat before the land becomes theirs? 10 years? I can do that. Perhaps I will squat on Belize or Cozumel. Are all of the Florida Keys already taken? That might be easier to get to.

Mom and Dad will be home sometime today. They planned to drive all last night. With four drivers in the car, I guess they can do that pretty safely. Personally, I would just stop for the night and sleep. I must be getting old.

I am not going to weigh myself today. I do not want to know how much weight I gained. All I want to do is eat a final meal out (or two?) and start reading a book on the South Beach Diet. It was developed by a cardiologist. I like that idea. Today, I will buy the book. Tomorrow, I will start seeing if it works. Lets see how long I last, especially when I go back to work on Tuesday.

But first, I need to pick up my dogs. They will be happy to see me. They always are.