...but really and truly, we had a great time.
We really did. Fun was had! Shells were collected! Cousins bonded! Beer was consumed (by adults)! Ice cream was consumed (by kids and adults)! Dolphins were sighted!
It was just what a vacation should be.
And now I'm preparing for the biggest luxury a mother of young children could ever hope for in her wildest dreams: two days. Alone. In my house. I will be accompanying some auditions this weekend, so I had to come home earlier than the rest of my family, but I have a couple days to chill before those happen. This is the first time ever, EVER, that I've had this freedom. I'm so tired from spending 12 solid hours in airports (thank-you-very-much-Delta-airlines-NOT) that I can't properly enjoy it yet. But after a good night's sleep and a hot shower I plan to spend a whole day doing just what I want. I'll get up when I feel like it, prepare food only when I'm hungry, run errands at my leisure, maybe even read a book in the middle of the day...and I'll do my best not to feel guilty about any of it.