Early January, while wandering aimlessly across the internet, I felt compelled to look at property in a part of the country I love most. By complete accident I stumbled across a beautiful cottage on the oceanfront for holiday rent.
I hadn't been away in years. My gut told me to book it. Money was really tight at the time but my gut insisted I do it. By the time July would come around it would be okay, it implied.
So i booked it.
Later that unexpected tax rebate came in and I was able to afford the holiday when the time came.
