My Month in FL: reflections

I ate too much.  Although, I wasn't shocked into a coma when I stepped onto the scale this morning.  Whew.
I never once used the dishwasher in the condo.  I don't have one at home so never got the hang of using them.
As much as I love my mini-laptop, I'm happy to be back with my "big screen."
I love, love, loved having a bathroom mere steps from my bed.  Back to the stairs. Ugh.
I should have gone to the beach more often.  True, I'm not much of a beach person but, down there, they are spectacular.
I'm so glad I took the opportunity to go into the beautiful gulf water.  So clear and, come to think of it, I don't remember tasting salt.
I loved having everything right out the back door in FL.  Restaurants and grocery stores within moments. 
I'm proud of myself for sticking to 4 times a week Jazzercise.  I can't imagine what a chubette I'd be if I didn't go.
Staying in touch with family and friends via Skype was wonderful but being home is grand.
We'll go back to the same place next year (I'm almost positive) but not for more than one month.  We both agree, at least at this time in our lives, one month is our limit.