|Pic from http://www.cabbi.com/inn/Greenwood-Pier-Inn|
It also had an upper level, with a 2-person soaking tub with this view from the bay window by the tub.
There is a wood burning stove, and a sitting area, perfect for cuddling up on the cool nights.
On the premises there is an outdoor hot tub (too cold for me to do that), a restaurant (so we didn’t have to leave unless we wanted to), and a continental breakfast of granola, yogurt, fresh fruit, juice and pastries, was brought to our door around “9ish”.
It is quiet and peaceful – I’m sitting in the room with my boo, a fire going, while enjoying the sounds of the ocean as I type (of course I can’t post it yet because the wi-fi is spotty).
I am resting.
Of all of the possible ways I pondered to bring in 40 (a party, dancing, Vegas, Lake Tahoe), this was perfect.
|Last day of my 30s|
For my 30th birthday I threw a “My Favorite Things” party, and it was fun. Then, that year alone I changed careers, moved to a different state, and met the man who would become my husband. My 30s were marked by whole lot of movement – I moved to 3 different states (Florida, Tennessee and California), moving at least 2 times within each location. I met, dated (very long distance-he lived in South Africa at the time) and married my boo. I went from being a teacher to an event planner and missionary to a wife and stay at home mom (and writer!!). I had 3 children – with the twins being born 10 months after we moved to California. My thirties was all about movement and transition.
I look forward to rest (internally, if not externally). I know you are wondering how in the world is she going to rest with 3 kids 3 and under??? LOL. For the record, I’m wondering too – but God knows, God knows.
I am learning that rest is not only a state of being, it is a state of mind. Looking forward to it…