Marty has been nudging me to go away for a few days and write. I have a sale going on right now, so I can't leave just yet. But I have free time in a few weeks. Plus, it feels frivolous to spend family money to stay in an Air BNB by myself for a few days writing my heart out while my family is at home.
Earlier this week, after Marty once again brought this up, I told him if the right opportunity fell from the sky, I'd consider going. I already have one trip to visit Mrs. Meadows planned for July and another to see Bliz in October, so the right opportunity had to be darn cheap and come with seclusion and internet.
Well now, my friend Lilly is selling her desert retreat. It is currently empty. She hasn't used it as an Air BNB since COVID hit. She is charging me the cost of the utilities--which she swears isn't much. I have Marty's blessing. He's promising to cook me as much as I want to bring with me. As long as I promise to go. And write.
I will just hope the critters are also on vacation during that time.
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