First I want to say thanks to all the well-wishers!
I’m amazed at the interest my little life is getting. Thank you for all the helpful advice and your enthusiastic words of encouragement!
I’ve been running errands and clearing out this house, non-stop, since dawn,, and it is now moving toward 7 p.m. I grabbed a coffee and bowl of grits (good o’ Georgia grits, one last time!) at about 9 this morning on my way to the bank. I went into high gear once I was out of the bank, so much so that I forgot lunch until 4:30! It’s a wonder I didn’t have another one of my hit-the-deck “incidents!”
The crew is getting excited, too!
Every trip from the house to the PTV, carrying a load of stuff, the crew is on my heels … out the door, back in the door, out the door, back in the door . . .
I have one more trip to my beloved, local WalMart (!), a load or two of laundry, some more packing (before dark), and a final inspection of the house. I did manage to squeeze in a two-hour trip this afternoon to pick up my Senior Pass for discount camping. . . my new prized possession!
At some point soon I’m going to drop.
I can feel it coming. What doesn’t get done will have to wait until the morning. I hate leaving on a trip in mid-morning or later. It makes me feel like I’m late all day, even though there’s no “late” to it. However, there’s no turning back on this trip, so I’d better make sure I have everything in the PTV, my mother load.
Wave the flags! Strike up the brass band! My waiting is finally over!