April 27, 2017
Maine was supposed to be my reward. The promise that would get me through a summer of travel after a winter and spring of constant deadlines. A birthday present for me, from me. I wanted one of the rooms I had before, in a small building with terrific views so I could recharge after being with people during the retreat; being an introvert, I really do require alone time. I was horrified to learn that both rooms were already booked. I should have yielded to my temptation to book the room last Saturday when the retreat brochure first came out.