Enough is Enough Already

We are sick and tired of this place. Its getting to be too much. Too much of the same weather day after day. Its no fun listening to the morning Conrad Johnson wannabe. He is like a broken record. Highs in the 80s lows in the 60s. How hard is that. We are tired of hanging by the resort pool every day, seeing the same cocktail waitresses hawking their foo foo drinks. The background sound of the two story waterfall is getting annoying.

The morning walks to get the newspaper at 25 cents a copy (50 cents on Sunday) is excruciating. You could break out into a sweat. I'm looking forward to my "morning friend" being at by box at my front door or maybe in the shrubs.

We are tired of the endless cocktail parties that start on Tuesdays and end on Sundays. (Mondays we fill in on our own). The nightlife in the club makes me stay up past my bedtime. Speaking of bedtime, the water fountain in the lake outside our bedroom lulls me to sleep before David Letterman finishes his monolog.

Well that is ending. We are headed home today and not a minute too soon. We miss not being able to wear our new jacket and gloves. We haven't seen snow for what seems like forever. We are worried it will be all gone by the time we arrive. Later today we are kissing this place good bye for awhile. Ah home sweet home...where we can argue about how high to set the thermostat.