Second City Rehab

Much like the summer, this winter I decided that sips the city weren't quite enough to get through the winter. I've been binge drinking the city... resulting in a hyped up schedule that would drive anyone insane. And I completely did this to myself. Somewhere between work, dance class, yoga, volleyball and book club... I hit a wall.

And so... my yearly "zen" trip with three of my closest girlfriends couldn't come at a better time.

For the fourth year, we'll head to Sanibel Island for a long-overdue catch up. The extent of our activities include biking to lunch at The Bean, cooking out, reading by the pool, margaritas and chillin in the hot tub. Basically heaven.

We all fly into Fort Meyers from different airports... with different baggage... We each live completely separate and dramatically different lives, but we do have a lot in common too. A one of those things is that these girls mirror my over-planning, try-to-do-everything personality. We've all hit walls... and we're all looking for a little rehab this weekend. 

So, bring on the sun, the all-you-can-eat crab place and planning to not plan!

Keep it clean in the Second City while I'm gone!

Bon Voyage!!