It's ironic that I would chose the title rest for this post as it is far from what my weekend actually was. We traveled for Florida on Thursday and enjoyed a day to ourselves, putting something like six miles on our shoes just running around resorts and such. Friday, in-laws joined and a lot of time was spent waiting for our new room. Once we were in, a bit of time to wash up and then dinner. Something else happened after dinner, but I lost track. Saturday was breakfast, football, more exploration, and eventually sleep. Sunday brought with it a bit of a rush to pack and get ready for checkout, then more exploration, a brief respite watching a movie, then even more resort visits. Cap that all off with a trip to the airport, touching down in my home city at roughly one in the morning.

Maybe the title is really a plea.

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