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Anticipation!

So.............
Just days from now we will be on our way to Ocracoke Island to stay at our very own (completed) beach house!!!  Now my utmost desire is for us to actually VACATION there. However, my husband is not one to sit around even on vacation; just not able to relax much. He is a “Doer of All Things Well”.  Maybe we need to pretend like it’s not our house; that it belongs to someone else for a week so that we don’t obsess about all the details (such as making sure the ice maker is producing at stated capacity, listening for any and all hums, buzzes, vibrations, knocks, murmurs and other onomatopoeic sounds that an appliance can possibly make that aren’t normal.)  My hubby has Superman ears and will listen to any and all things not human to make sure everything is working correctly.

Of course, I’m kind of glad he’s like that.  A freight train could hit our house and I probably wouldn’t notice. However his super human skills make it hard for him to relax.

A surefire clue will be when the packing of the car is done, and I catch a glimpse of bags of tools being loaded in amongst the beach gear and luggage. Then I know that the “Doer of All Things Well" is not going to relax much and just enjoy the quiet island life. 

My hubby and I are very different and that’s why we work so well together. My idea of a great vacation is sitting catatonic-like under a beach umbrella with my cheesy fiction beach-read (you know, kind of like this blog) for hours on end, listening to the waves, feeling the warm sand between my toes, breathing the salt air into my lungs. And then I come home and take a nap!  I think people need to “stop and smell” the salt breezes! But the “Doer of All Things Well” has a different idea of fun; and that is to accomplish things every day and to do them with perfection.




I’m glad one of us is like that......








This is from our trip last year (2012). We rented a skiff for a day and found our own uninhabited island!







10 Cuttin Sage at sunset. That wavy dock is the boardwalk out to Fish Camp and one of the most charming things about our house. The Fish Camp story is for another day!








Sunset view from our dock.

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