Change of Plans

Today I decided that I'd pick up a picnic supper and then go get Declan and take him to the beach since it was such a pretty afternoon/evening. I knew that it might be a chore to convince him to do this because my boy does not love walks on the beach as much as I do, and would much rather be sitting somewhere playing Minecraft--something I can't even pretend to understand. Once he's at the beach he enjoys it, he just balks when I tell him that's where we're going. Being the resourceful woman that I am, I figured I'd grab a cookies and cream shake from Chick-fil-A to make it a more attractive option. So...there it was: a plan. A kind of impromptu plan, but a plan nonetheless.

And, as it goes when I plan things...my ex called to see if he could pick Declan up and take him out to dinner. Of course, I am always willing to let him have whatever time he wants with the kiddo, so I decided to meet him in the Village and let them go have dinner while I hung out at the pier and down by the park. It was high tide, so there would be no walking on the beach, but I could still sit in the sun, watch the waves, and hear the ocean. A happy compromise.

The moon will be full in a couple days, so it was already starting to look magnificent as it rose tonight. Catching the sunset over the water is always special for me, so that was just an added treat. All in all, despite the change of plans, it was a very good night.

The moral of the story: a change in plans doesn't have to be a bad thing. Adapt and adjust in a positive way instead of succumbing to disappointment. You may even catch some special moments you might not have otherwise had. Here's what I managed to capture: