My husband sent me a text message this morning asking if I was leaving Eratap Resort today. Why, no, it's tomorrow on Christmas Day, I told him. I have a massage scheduled this afternoon. Hmmm . . . he could swear my agenda that I gave to him before I left Sacramento reflected a change of resorts today. Well, today is Christmas Eve, and I don't go to a different resort until Christmas Day. Oh, what the heck do I know? I'm running around the beach barefoot drinking champagne and sleeping face down in the sand.
Sure enough, I called the front desk to ask if they are kicking me out today. Yes, they are. My transportation is lined up to take me to The Havannah on the other side of the island. Good thing my husband is on top of things for me. I spent part of this morning answering emails, reviewing estimated closing statements and assuring sellers we will close on time. I forgot all about my own schedule. LOL.
You can read more about my fishing expedition yesterday and see photographs in Thoughts About a Christmas Tree in Vanuatu.