got more chaotic<\/a> as it went along.<\/p>\nMy head. Was about. To explode.<\/p>\n
So yesterday I went online and found the lowest-cost vacation rental in an Oregon beach town, booked it, and dropped the poor, pathetic, protesting pooches at furrydoc’s kennel (thanks, furrydoc!). Today … here I am, watching a seagull pace the ridgetop of the beach cottage across the road.<\/p>\n
—–<\/p>\n
I don’t travel gracefully. I am not a free spirit. I fret about the preparations, the getting there, the what-might-be-happening-at-home while being there, and … well, everything. <\/p>\n
All the way here I worried whether my sight-unseen studio apartment might be in a tsunami zone and where the nearest evacuation route might be. Yeah, I think like that. Sorry. I kept wondering (ala Marvin the Paranoid Android) why I was making this little getaway because I’m not going to enjoy myself<\/i>.<\/p>\n
Then I got here. It’s on a nice, satisfyingly tall hill that looks out at the ocean (from a nice, safe height) over the roofs of several houses. Tsunami frets blew away.<\/p>\n
And I was floored by the wonderfulness. My goodness. For less than $50 a night, I’ve got an apartment with big windows on three sides of it — including one lovely stained-glass window. The front windows open onto a deck with a view of the waves. Rear windows look onto an intimate fenced garden.<\/p>\n
Awaiting me was a gift bag with coffee mugs and half a pound of certified organic fair-trade coffee beans (this is the world of Portlandia<\/i>, after all; and yes, there’s a coffee grinder in the room). The queen bed has a feather duvet. There’s a woodstove with a complimentary Prest-o-Log already in place and a store down the road that sells bundles of wood. There are books! Wicker furniture. Even musical instruments (not that I know how to play them) and a cabinet full of board games. And need I mention free wifi?<\/p>\n
Wow. I’m also the only occupant of this whole house and practically the only occupant of the entire street. You know I love that.<\/p>\n
I made one miscalculation, though. Tonight is V for Vendetta<\/i> night and, figuring there couldn’t possibly be a DVD player in the room, I didn’t bring V<\/i> along. But would the folks who provided coffee beans and a grinder forget the DVD player? No, they would not.<\/p>\n
So the only thing I’ll be missing tonight is movie tradition. And that’s my own fault.<\/p>\n
But heck, this place is so fabulous, I might just stay here until next<\/i> Guy Fawkes Day. My friends can bring V<\/i> when they come visit.<\/p>\n
Or … more likely I’ll ask to stay three days instead of the two I booked. This is just too fabulous.<\/p>\n
——<\/p>\n
Now to rest, relax, and renew …<\/p>\n
(P.S. I did bring a camera and if I get any good pix I’ll post them.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
It has been. Since last spring. A crazy, crazy, hectic, maddening, stressed-out year. Not necessarily a bad year, understand. But … difficult. A modest sum of money (long awaited, overdue) finally landed in my vicinity a couple of weeks ago. Glory hallelujah! But I immediately put it to work creating more chaos. Which got more chaotic as it went along. My head. Was about. To explode. So yesterday I went online and found the lowest-cost vacation rental in an Oregon beach town, booked it, and dropped the poor, pathetic, protesting pooches at furrydoc’s kennel (thanks, furrydoc!). Today … here I…<\/p>\n
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