Timi drove back home with Rhett this morning to take care of the kids. Erica and I stayed out for two more nights for our annual girl's trip. Five of us are packed into one room at the Ocean Colony, a definite downgrade from the suite we'd had at Lance and Kendra's pad in Bridgehamton. But here's what's important: the beach is steps away, a lobster shack right next door, I'm surrounded by old friends and my kids are 200 miles away. If that sounds selfish so be it. I look at it as a required pampering--a mental buttress against next year's challenge. Come next February, when I'm frozen to the bone in Vienna, I'll have a fresh stock of memories of Amagansett in summer to keep me warm and toasty.
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