A light at the end of the tunnel

The to-do list is an eternity long. Thing #1 has strep throat. Again. I'm on a first name basis w/ the pharmacists these days. The 10 pounds I was going to lose before I had to squish myself into a bathing suit somehow wound up on my thighs. But I simply don't care.

You see that pool? You see that ocean just on the other side of that pool? This is what we walk out of our condo to. As in Mark could pee into the ocean from our balcony. Not that he would (at least not in daylight when someone would catch him!). But the fact that he could makes all those silly cares above not matter.

Maui here we come.