After one week of homeschool, I decided I needed a vacation 3000 miles away from my children.
And so we went to Charleston.
I had never been to South Carolina… it is lovely there. I’m an old house girl, so I was in heaven. I have spent 90% of my life on the western side of the U.S. and we just don’t do historic the way you east coasters do historic. You cannot find a 300 year old house here… it doesn’t happen.
I was giddy. I didn’t have nearly as much time to tour all the old fancy mansions as I would have liked. Still, I picked out a bunch of new dream houses while there.
And this house was in historic Charleston… And on the market! Hot dog! I loved the white exterior with the bright red door.
And then when I was snooping around, peeking in windows I saw this and I died.
I have been known to buy a house based on the staircase alone. This house was beckoning me like a wanton hussy.
He was a little surprised when I told him my George-loving daughter was 4. Hee! I bought Kitty a George Washington coloring book that they were selling in the gift shop and she slept with it last night.
Magnolia Plantation was just alright… I mean, if I had known it had burned down 3 times, I might not have wasted my time on it. It was a cute country house, but I went there expecting Tara and was a little underwhelmed.
So, to sum up… Charleston = Yay! Way more fun than homeschooling my kids. I have never eaten so much shrimp in my life. But, I realized today I forgot to get any fried green tomatoes and had to kick myself in the throat. Dang it!
It was a fun, quick trip. I kind of wish I was still there, even if I missed my kids an awful lot. Every time we walked by a baby girl, I would point her out longingly to Mr. Darcy. And then we would agree that our baby girl was cuter.
When I got home and she saw me, she ran around the corner and then did the funniest desperate/sad/”Where did you go?!” cry. It was adorable and heart breaking all at once.
It’s good to be home.