vacation, albeit a short one
Aug. 19th, 2005 09:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesI'm back early (due to other people's schedules), but it was a good couple of days. I saw my grandparents for the first time in years, and went swimming, and built a sand castle, and encountered several sorts of fish and a huge number of hermit crabs (including one that was half the size of my fist) and a horseshoe crab, and came home with most of a pint jar full of shells. I also finished the embroidery I was working on, and started a new project.
This afternoon I scraped my foot on a rock. This is more of a feat than it sounds like, because the rock in question was buried ankle-deep under the surface. At low tide I was wandering down the beach and wondered where all the running water was coming from, and walked over to look, and discovered that the water was due to a particular spot being rather thoroughly oversaturated. I sank in up to the ankle and scraped my foot on a rock under the sand. File under "ow", cross-referenced with "well, don't do that!"
I don't know whether it was the bed I was sleeping in, or something about the room I was sleeping in, or the employment situation, or what, but I had vivid nightmares last night and the night before. Both were unpleasant to the point where I didn't want to sleep any more when I woke up from them. If that doesn't go away tonight, I'm going to have to do something about it, probably something of an alcoholic nature.
Nightmares and sore foot aside, though, it was nice to get reacquainted with swimming in the ocean and getting the salt off in the outdoor shower afterward. And I did eventually remember where I put the sunscreen, two years ago, so I didn't get sunburned (much). And now, having not slept terribly well for the last couple of nights, I'm going to bed.
This afternoon I scraped my foot on a rock. This is more of a feat than it sounds like, because the rock in question was buried ankle-deep under the surface. At low tide I was wandering down the beach and wondered where all the running water was coming from, and walked over to look, and discovered that the water was due to a particular spot being rather thoroughly oversaturated. I sank in up to the ankle and scraped my foot on a rock under the sand. File under "ow", cross-referenced with "well, don't do that!"
I don't know whether it was the bed I was sleeping in, or something about the room I was sleeping in, or the employment situation, or what, but I had vivid nightmares last night and the night before. Both were unpleasant to the point where I didn't want to sleep any more when I woke up from them. If that doesn't go away tonight, I'm going to have to do something about it, probably something of an alcoholic nature.
Nightmares and sore foot aside, though, it was nice to get reacquainted with swimming in the ocean and getting the salt off in the outdoor shower afterward. And I did eventually remember where I put the sunscreen, two years ago, so I didn't get sunburned (much). And now, having not slept terribly well for the last couple of nights, I'm going to bed.
