Woke up this morning torn between two diametrically opposed desires.  Do I continue to lie here and do nothing… or go out on the chaise on the patio and do nothing… really the same option… or… do I put on my snorkel and flippers and go in the water?  There were positives to doing both.

Doing nothing, of course, is always an easy choice because, well, there’s nothing you have to do to do it.  However, there is no question that once my wife wakes up I’d like to be able to say, “Oh, hi there, honey.  I’ve already been in the water. What have you been up to?”

But then again, going into the water takes effort… and I could drown and unless she knew where I went under she’d never find my body, and I’m thinking, “My God, what a wuss I am”.

So I made a pot of coffee so she’d have some when she awoke but also to delay having to make a decision and then as I set my resolve and started to actually put on the rubber shoes to head down to the water… the pool man showed up and since you can’t lock the villa from the ocean side and my wife was still sleeping, I decided to stay here and write this blog and now she’s up and he’s gone and I know I made the right decision… but I still haven’t been in the water.  Sigh.

peace…..ag