When Adventure calls and says, "Hey, I know it's the middle of the week, but how about a free hotel room on the beach?" you say yes. You don't take a moment to weigh you option, you say "I'm in!" Because adventure.
I can't tell you how this happened (it's a mystery), but I can tell you that when I got the email confirmation the first person I called was Miss T. She knows an adventure when she sees it and didn't hesitate to accept my offer of a free night at a fancy pants hotel.
So we threw a couple of overnight bags together, I swung by to pick her up when I got off work, and we headed for Pismo Beach. This is what we were met with:
Score, right?! Miss T and I ran around exploring like we were a couple of teenagers who'd never been away from home before. "Omg look at the cute little fridge!" "Did you see the fire pits with the shiny rocks?" "Ooh, palm trees!" Of course we had seen all of these things before (we're not full-fledged hermits, after all), but they were extra exciting because a) they were free and b) we had no reason to be at a beach-front resort on a weekday but we were doing it anyway which made us feel like a couple of frivolous celebrity-types. We could get used to this...
Our main objective for the night was to simply hang out, gossip, and relax. We considered going dancing. We considered going to a bar. We considered a lot of things... from the comfort of a poolside lounge chair. The chair won. So did the TV.
The next morning we woke up to the sound of waves crashing outside and got up for our free continental (who else loves that word?) breakfast. The food was average, but the view was amazing and because of that I had the best bagel with cream cheese of my entire life. The sun wasn't in the mood for socializing, but that didn't stop us from doing a little more exploring and chillaxing.
We eventually had to check out (nooooooo) and even though I didn't really want to go to work, I was sure in a great mood for the rest of the day.