Hurricane Earl felt like a hot date that never showed. I mean I got a new outfit, bought these crazy bands to help me overcome any seasickness I’d encounter during my ferry ride over to Martha’s Vineyard for our big date, and I went to the grocery store for provisions. I did all that, waited for two days, and instead of showing up, Hurricane Earl had the gall to send his little brother Tropical Storm to meet me on the Vineyard. To say I was disappointed is an understatement.
I left for the Vineyard on Thursday and after working roughly three days with maybe three hours of sleep, I was finally done with Earl.
The upside, I saw Martha’s Vineyard for the first time. And when work was done on Saturday, hubby and Cricket came out to meet me on the island. It turned out to be a great weekend on the Vineyard.