I sat on the beach all day knowing that the time had come - I need to get things wrapped up to move our family of 12 back into the van, the jeep, and the trailer we haul everything in. On the packup-to-go-to-the-beach end it's a bit more complicated, lots of decisions being made as to what to bring, etc. Additionally, there's a constant wondering as to whether everything will fit while leaving room for the fam to sit the 6 hours of the trip. Coming home it is somewhat easier...everything that is left needs to come home, and if we got it here we must have room for it.
Nonetheless, I sat there all day waiting for the moment when I would get started. It was easiest to sit there enjoying the yells and screams and shrieks of the kids and the fun, knowing that if I started the process somehow the vacation would end sooner.
As it turned out, around 4 this afternoon a large, black cloud came from nowhere and cleared everyone off the beach. It rained long enough for me to put the top back on the jeep and for the day to be declared over. As soon as we got started moving crates and passing out jobs the cloud moved off with it's payload of rain and the sun shone.
Message delivered - message received.
We're done.
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