Thank God for paid time off! And thank God for timeshare! The wife and I have spent the last couple of days in an amazing condo in the Smokies thanks to my dad. This place is kind of awesome; wonderful Jacuzzi, comfortable bed, oh, and did I mention that this place is nearly as large as our HOUSE?
For those of you who aren’t aware of my personality, I’m sort of spastic. I’m always up doing something, and this beautiful woman I live with is a good complement to me because she tries to chill me out and allows me time to relax. And this is what we both so desperately needed out of this weekend. A recharge of the battery. In pajamas.
It’s not like we’re doing anything extraordinary. We spent a day shopping in Gatlinburg, which aside from the unique shops you can do anywhere. We indulged in some chocolate covered raisins from a local candy store. We had a nice dinner at a local restaurant, although for some unknown reason they force their waitresses to dress in colonial dresses that look as though they’d double for a country kitchen tablecloth. We’ve watched our Netflix DVDs, same as we do at home.
But we’re having a lazy day. And we don’t have to break from it to do laundry. We don’t have to do the dishes, or vacuum the floors, or go to work tomorrow. It didn’t matter where we went; we just needed a relaxing weekend together. We’ve been married a little over three months now, but we never treated ourselves to the whole honeymoon thing, or the vacation thing, or the let's get outta here thing.
I have been on vacations before. I’ve been on golf outings, beach trips, spring breaks; you name it. None of them compare to a lazy weekend with her. Because I’d rather be lazy and do nothing with her company than any other trip I’ve been on before. Because now it’s not the what I’m doing that’s important; it’s the who I’m sharing it with that is.
And because of that now I’m absolutely certain that I married my best friend. God, she's beautiful. She's wonderful. She's such a good friend and companion.
So God, since you knew we needed this break and a chance to be together in a relaxing moment, thank you for PTO. Thank you for timeshare and a father kind enough to lend it to us.
But most of all God, thank you so much for her.
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