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We picked Lynn up at her hotel at 10 am and she and her Dad posed for some pictures, then we headed through the desert towards Phoenix, 200 miles away. We stopped at In-N-Out Burger and grabbed a bite and then fought our way through the traffic and dropped Lynn off at the airport. It was a tearful goodbye for all of us. Lynn is his only daughter.
We got home about 5:30 pm and I crashed, I just had to lay down. An hour later, we ate the rest of the subs we'd bought the night before and I put on my jammies and flopped on the sofa. Lynn called when she got home, which was 9:00 pm our time and I went to bed soon after.
My Wonderful Husband asked me if I missed being around people my own age (Lynn is a few years younger than me) and doing his Daughter's kind of fun. Hell no! was my answer. I may look like I'm in my 30's, but I'm actually 51 and most days I feel like I'm 80 or 90.
Maybe I need a vacation?
PS I've still got the tan!
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