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My Perfect Staycation!

I had every intention of going to that concert in Charleston. I’d bought my ticket during the fan presale and was all hyped and ready to once again see the amazing Jason Mraz. Then reports came in about bedbugs and I didn’t want to chance a hotel. So then I decided I would just drive the more than an hour and a half back to Bluffton after the show. But after the murder of my neighbor, I wasn’t ready to make that drive that late at night.


On Sunday evening I started debating if I should go. The concert was on Wednesday, but by Monday morning I had my mind set on a vacation at home. And yes, I did initially take the entire week off just to attend one concert during the middle of the week to a city that is less than two hours away. Hey that’s what you do when you have vacation days to use. You use them or you lose them and I get a lot of Paid Time Off from my employer. Which I would say I deserve it, because I’ve been at my job for nearly ten years.

Back to my staycation. I could’ve gotten in the car to see family in Orlando or Augusta or Atlanta, but I’ll have plenty of time for them during The Holidays. So again I chose to stay home. And stay home I did. I turned on the TV and I caught up on all my favorite shows. I took a journey to an alternate universe with the crew of Stargate SG1. I later saw Elisabeth Hasselbeck scream her head off in defense of her fellow bewitched Republicans on The View. I caught Rachel Ray as she made her way into Kim Kardashian’s home, and I think I’ve figured out the latest of what’s happening on Days of Our Lives. Sami shot EJ and everyone still hates Nicole and oh surprisingly Hope is in jail for attempting to kill Bo. I tuned into Oprah too and I laughed nonstop with comedian Jon Stewart on Oprah's show. I’ve loved my daytime TV time, it sure has been nice. And to cap it off, my evenings have been perfect with Premier Week on ABC, NBC, CW and CBS.

As great as this staycation has been, I am a little sorry that I wasn’t able to catch another great performance of the talented Jason Mraz. I’m in love with that guy and his beautiful voice. Not only for his music, but also for the voice he gives to good causes like FreeTheSlaves and FreeTheChildren. It’s always an honor to be near him and to be touched by his energy. Luckily for me, I’ve seen him in concert many times. So although I missed him this time, I know there will be a next time. In the meantime, I still have access to some pretty good memories from many great shows before.



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