A MOVING YEAR, LITERALLY
When last I wrote I was still in the beautiful mountains of North Georgia. Now I'm on the East Coast of Florida, a bit further from water than I prefer (more than 5 minutes) but still within easy driving distance for early morning walks with Daisy dog. In June my son drove his truck and a trailer loaded to the gunnels with boxes and furniture from the lake cabin to a condo I bought when mom was ill, here in Ft. Pierce. It's a comedown in many ways for me, but undoubtedly for the best -- "in this best of all possible worlds" -- no more 3 flights of circular stairs to aggravate the knee replacements, no more lonely winters without neighbors. That won't be a problem in a development of 42 quadplexes!
I received welcome word last week that the foreclosure is over, my loan mod has been approved, and finally I can take a deep breath, unpack boxes, hang paintings and know I don't have to pack up and move ever again -- unless I want to. A relief. Just past my 76th birthday is no time to be uncertain about living arrangements! Welcome as my daughter would make me, somehow upstate New York doesn't have the same appeal as Florida, especially with winter drawing in.
In February when my daughter's husband landed a job in New York, I said "It sounds like it's gonna be a moving year for the whole fam damily" and boy, was I right!
After celebrating number two granddaughter's wedding at an elopement party in March,I came to check on the condo - you may remember I was laid up for the winter in N. Georgia with a compression fracture in my back - only to find said condo was in foreclosure! They hadn't notified me properly so I retained a lawyer, we successfully defended the foreclosure and voila, here I am, away from the ongoing work of keeping a house all by myself, and in warm weather forever, or at least until next summer when I'll go visit Amy in New York for Memorial Day. Remembering Pennsylvania, where they lived until 2000, I better take a heavy coat, Memorial Day not always ushering in warm weather!
And number 2 granddaughter's hubby landed a job in Boston so they're also gone from the Sunshine State.
I'll get into the Historical Society; after all my family roots have been here since 1886. Also plan to write more, sell on Ebay as before, and find some freelance secretarial work in the large legal community here. No trouble keeping busy!
