I had almost talked myself into a cottage in the Outer Banks. It is, in fact, the same cottage I rented the last time I was down there, about six years ago. But between gas prices (I scared myself the other day when it cost me $50 to fill my tank), the cottage rental, food and a few other things, it would be a bit more money than I really wanted to spend.
My husband, out of the blue last night said why not go to visit my friend in Charlotte? "Buy a plane ticket and go- she'll spoil you rotten and you know it." He's right. I reminded him I was going over Fourth of July week and he remarked with- "and your point, being?"
So I called and asked her this morning and she was like- hell yes! Come on down, girlfriend!
So, the upshot is, I'm going to Charlotte at the end of April to relax where it's warm, be spoiled and look around at apartments and the job situation. And hopefully, finally, ditch the bitter winter funk I'm so trapped in.