Friday’s sunset was worth the wait – just beautiful from start to finish. We had a long week at the library, the kids and I studying hard and Dan answering every odd question we had. It rained all week and was so cold we had to break out jeans and sweaters and coats. I had to approach two strangers to proctor my unit exams, (the library here won’t do it) the first suggesting that I work in a local gentlemen’s club instead of getting my broker’s license and the second telling me how to educate my kids. We put up with more Florida drivers and Eliza and I got hair cuts at a local salon. (Worst hair cut EVER for me.) I had yet another person ask, “why” when she found out what we were doing, and we consoled dogs who had to be inside the rig most of the rainy days.
But you know what? None of that matters to me. I can “Shake It Off” as Taylor Swift says because I am happy and living my dream. I feel sorry for people who are so unhappy in their own lives that they have to poison other people’s days, and I try to spend as little time as possible around them. A friend said I need to wear a t-shirt that says, “Stay out of my way, I’m happy”, but I think many of us over 50 could wear the same shirt.
So I headed out to the beach tonight to take a short run and watch the sun go down over the Gulf of Mexico. It’s not a spectator sport here like it was in the Keys or Peninsula, so I almost had the beach to myself. It was so beautiful and the surf was pounding the beach hard, so I got wet as I ran along the edge. Smiling the whole way.