I'm working on documenting this week for Week In The Life, and it's an intimidating project for me. Trying to find interest in the day to day, often mundane, happenings in our lives is no easy task. I tried it last fall, and I found that some days were easier than others. In the end I was pleased with the result, and it was an important reminder that our lives are a combination of memorable events and forgettable daily routines. All of it is worth remembering.
This week started with the last day of our weekend in Boston. It was an amazing weekend and I would love to have had more time there. I will share more from our weekend road trip later.
Monday morning we set out to find a beach. We planned to be on the road and on our way home after lunch, so we were up and checked out of our hotel by 7am. The front desk staff suggested Good Harbor Beach and we were the first to arrive at the beach parking lot.
The tide was out.
It was a gorgeous beach, and the water was beautiful. A few salty mouthfuls reminded the kids that this wasn't the fresh water they were used to swimming in.
We ventured into Rockport for lunch.
My second lobster roll of the trip. I think I could eat these every day.
We found some candy for the road.
And piled into the truck for the long ride home.
We got home late, half unloaded the car, and fell into our beds with the ocean sand still on us.
On Tuesday the big camera took a break, and I barely remembered to stop once in a while and snap with my phone.
I captured this gem. The obscene post-road trip laundry pile.
And the mess in the truck.
Going back to work was hard.
Groceries looked like this, after eating out so much.
And dinner looked like this.
Beating the heat and catching up with a friend after dinner.
Ending up trapped in a gazebo while a thunderstorm passed through.
Linking up with Ali Edwards here.