Those were my words yesterday when I came face to face with the job I planned to do.

And that in and of itself is quite shocking. Is it old age that changed me? What is it that caused me to dump my job? I really don’t know. Even the hubs was shocked. I can’t begin to put a finger on it. But I do know this about me. It’s hard to press forward with anything when something else takes up residence on my plate. While I’m shocked I put my foot down, I’m happy I took the day to just breathe in peace and paradise.

So on a whim, I asked my nephew his thoughts on going to the beach. And within seconds, we were in the car with our noses pointed in the direction of the deep blue sea.

Upon arriving, we walked out to the end of this pier. And the only camera I had in tow was my trusty cell phone. In fact, my cell was the only thing I had on hand, as my nephew offered to drive. So I had no purse, car keys or anything to tie me down.

Right after I took this shot, he asked if we could walk all the way out there to the cliffs. Sure thing, was my reply.

It was a beautiful day to let go and reflect.

A portion of the pier at low-tide.

Nephew under the pier.

Under the pier

Looking back on how far we had already walked. In fact, this shot does not include where we started.

See the large building in this shot to the far right? Our start line was even further out than that.

Looking ahead, we really climbed over these rocks and made it past that curve (up ahead) and nearly to the end. We wanted to reach the tip, but the rock and hike proved to be a bit overwhelming the closer we got to the end. My nephew suggested we turn around, as I had a couple of close calls (slipping and nearly falling) so we did. He kept saying “step on the big rocks, they don’t move so much.” I must be a slow learner.

 From large rock to smaller rock, we made our way back.

I’m happy he was just as eager to get out of the house as me.

Soaking in the beauty

A journey begins with the first step, I’m glad we took that step.

Ah, finally back to a nice beach where he could slip off his shoes and socks.

From here, we walked another mile or two without having to deal with walking on rock.

He is really good at skipping rocks and I am really good at pulling out the cell phone to capture the moments.

The nephew mentioned staying until sunset or even having dinner at one of the restaurants dotted along the beach. But I could not find it in me to hang at the beach with him, when I wanted to spend the evening with the hubs. So we headed back home.

Surprisingly, the hubs called to see if I would be up for a dinner date last evening and could I be ready to meet up with him in 15 min. 15 min? Not a problem, I’ll be ready!

While sitting over dinner, the hubs asked “how was your day?” It was a fly by the seat of my pants kind of day, all the way down to my last min date with the hubs, and I loved every min of it. And then after dinner, he treated me to Cold Stone for our sweet tooth.

There are times when flying by the seat of our pants is freeing. The liberty to let ourselves go with the flow can be rewarding when we put our foot down and say I’m not doing it, not today.

Blessings – Debbie