We’re going back to St Augustine.

We actually spent our first long weekend together in St Augustine for our first anniversary.

Yea, we waited a year to spend the weekend together. His apartment wasn’t accessible, I lived with my parents so a weekend together had to be a staycation, and with me being disabled and basically wheelchair bond (this was before I had my left ankle fixed/fused and before J recommend the god(dess) sent knee cage) so a “easy” beach trip was anything and everything but easy.

Now that I can walk barefoot, shower transfers are less of a challenge.

Shit with a properly placed grab bar and stand by assist/guard I can take a quick standing shower.

Like if I don’t make it to the toilet, and leak on the way I can just step in the shower and wash my lower body standing with hubby standing by.

I basically have a grandma bladder and suffer from an overactive bladder and IC (interstitial cystitis or bladder pain syndrome) which causes occasional urgency incotonance when I wake up with a full bladder.

Where was I, oh yeah out long weekend in St. Augustine.

We have an Airbnb on Crescent Beach booked from Friday September 29th till Monday October 2nd. Monday the second is the 6th anniversary of our first date, after talking for probably 4 months.

Yea we took it slow, I was up front and honest about my condition. Dom was aware of my disability and limitations (speech impediment and hemiplegia), I wanted to make sure he knew me and caught feelings before he had to deal with all my stuff.

At that time I was done with fuck boys, and ready for someone who could handle me. I’m not so much hard to handle, I swear. I just have “spasific handling instructions” and I’m a LOT, always have been. How I’m handled effects what I’m a lot of 😇. For those who don’t know how to handle me and my stuff I’m hard, if you speak my language 🤣 I’m a breath of fresh air.

I joke with J about how my body doesn’t listen to me sometimes, it’s like it’s speaking another language. We have ours sessions that I swear we’re speaking Creole, her “native tongue”.

Focus Nina, anniversary weekend is the weekend after this!

Next Thursday after work we’ll prepare the cooler and finish packing our overnight suitcases.

Friday morning will be relaxed. We’ll be in no rush to leave check in is at 4. So we’ll leave by 2, it’s a two hour drive.

We’ll check in, do our “hotel room routine”. You know sanitize the room and bathroom focusing on the toilet, so I’m not “using a public restroom”. In the middle of the night I won’t lie my transfers are sluppy , all I’m thinking about is not pissing myself or failing, so my clothes touch the toilet. Which is a hell no in public restrooms. Not saying I intentionally rub on my toilet, but I know it’s clean, so if I touch it I don’t have a break down.

Once were done cleaning and up unpacking for the night I’ll find a parking spot for my chair and we’ll take our cooler and walk to the picnic table. I’m going to try not to use my chair while we’re at the Airbnb.

Our first trip we did the historical educational tours and stuff, this trip is gonna be chill AF.

Naps on naps, is the only plan. Dom needs a break. I won’t push for him to take me anywhere.