Weary is my default setting. Bone dragging worn out and fighting against defeat. Screw that!
I'm not weary today. For a change.. I am Grreeeaaat!
Oh I had to sleep twice. Holy cow, I was tired. I call it enforced sleeping. I have no choice, I keel over from fatigue. But I wasn't tired in my soul or in my mind. My body was worn out from the sun and shine and activity, but my mind was energized and my soul filled with joy.
Oh they say, money can't buy you happiness, but if you've ever owned an old car and get an newer one, and paid cash for it, it's pretty sweet. Our old car was weary. It surely was.
This volvo wagon is such a treat to take down to the ocean. New tires that grip the road. Tranny that shifts smooth, that car goes like a hot knife through butter. Brakes that are stern and stop without pitching you forward. We have the comfort package, the kiddie package, the fancy loaded, cost 35K new version.
Two sets of air-conditioning controls. One for me. one for him. Nice. A moon roof, too bad the sun was so strong today. heated seats, don't need them right now. The car is like expensive theater seating. I could imagine the orchestra tuning up.
A Kick ass music system. No crabby kid in the car. We pop in a CD and sing our hearts out. Beatles. Janis Joplin. Just sing and bounce and pound the sides and dash once in a while.
It is peak tourist season at the beach. Quebec is here. Lobster Red Canadians clogging up our parking but that's okay. we are locals. we know a park near Lighthouse point. we head down there, bypassing the crowds. Prettiest park I know, Free parking, walking distance to a great old fashioned shop tucked under the bridge. where they make the sandwiches down home style.
We are right where the boats pass out to the sea, just down from the drawbridge. There are nice little family crafts that cost more than we make in two years, bobbing up and down in the swells.. Then there are the big mofo's the monster yachts, the ones with black radar on the roof, the three story boats that take up 5-10 boat lengths and have horns that sound so deep and threatening, like pre historic growls. They queue up to go through the drawbridge, and it's a sight to see when it pulls up.
Sea breezes, multi colored fishies under our feet, Green parrots in the trees and the palm trees waving and swaying in the persistent breeze.
No way to be weary with that outing.
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