Summer vacation

I’m back from a great family vacation in Maine where I ate my fair share of lobster, fried clams, and icecream. But owning a house has changed how I vacation.  We stayed in a little cottage and instead of listening to the waves while I sipped my wine, I found myself taking mental notes on landscaping (love those Rugosa roses on the seacoast!) and critiquing the new bathroom (leaky set-in sink, dorky balloon wallpaper). Don’t get me wrong. I still vacationed, but houses were never far from my mind. Unless, that is, I was engrossed with my long summer read.