Yesterday, my brother and I flew to Florida to help our folks with a move. My brother had been down a couple of times over the winter, but this is my first trip here in over two years.
There are boxes to unpack, painting and renovations to manage, and SHOPPING to be done. There is quite a bit of work ahead of us.
Do not feel bad for me.
It was in the 40s and drizzling when we left New England. It was in the mid-80s and gloriously sunny when we landed.
I’m drinking my coffee by the pool.
We have some plans to catch up with old friends, and there MIGHT be a dinner theater night in store. (There most assuredly is a dinner theater night. There is no getting around that with our Mama. And I am here for it.)
Let the LoveFest begin!
Sick Pilgrim 