"I found Sketch…" Three ominous words that I knew I would end up saying...eventually. Before I get into my story, Sketch is an iguana that belongs to my boyfriend. He decided to take Sketch with us on our adventure to Lincoln City-in my car. However, before we had even left the parking lot, Sketch had disappeared; he had pulled a Houdini! One minute he was roaming in the backseat and the next he was gone.
If you're like me, then you might have been feeling, last month, that winter was never going to end. It was normal to wear extra layers in the morning. The decision to don long socks versus ankle was easily chosen in favor of the prior. Before walking out the door I'd make sure I had a real warm coat if I was going to be out after sundown, which seemed like it would never surpass five o'clock.
Too many times in life, I've opted out of doing something I wanted to do because I would have to do it alone. You know the stereotype: the poor guy who goes to the movies alone or the young women who treats herself to a fabulous solitary dinner at The Olive Garden.