MYRTLE BEACH TRAVELOGUE #2

I have been so tired lately and stretched so thin that this first non-driving day of vacation was kind of forfeited ... to nothingness.

I had no desire to go anywhere or do anything. 

And nothing I actually did do required any great effort and nothing was accomplished - which I think was my subconscious goal. 

I drank coffee, walked with Melissa, sat in a hot tub, took a nap, cooked a smore, walked the dogs, and made a run to Walmart.

A gloriously unproductive day. 

Sugar wondering if palm trees house squirrels. We didn't see any.