Anticipation

I never knew one could OD on anticipation.

The next two months are so jammed packed with events and deadlines that I am in a constant state of list making. This weekend is Larry's wedding (we're pretty sure) and I am flying with Robin and Steve. What to wear, what at wear? After all, I will be holding the position of stepmother once replaced! (Susan says no, she is Howard's wife, not the stepmother). It will be a gathering of the Dybedock clan whose typical concern with time is 180 degrees from mine. I will have to practice patience. And neither Erich or Carl can make it so that will be a downer for me, 'cause there is nothing like those 5 guys together!

When I get back I have minor surgery on some Basel cell carcinoma on my face, have some major overhaul on teeth, do the scary mammogram thing in Chicago and then take off for Albany the first of October for 5 days. That's a lot of anticipation, folks.

But, wait, that's not all! I leave for 6 months in Florida after the first of November and look forward to a whole condo to redecorate and shop for (I'm saving the guest rooms for you Patty).
That means a lot of organizing and wishfully shrinking a lot of stuff so it all fits in my car along with me, my brother, and Keto.

I am blessed to have all this in my life and to be able to anticipate such adventures, but just listing it tires me out.

And I forgot one of my main pieces of work that must be accomplished by Sept. 7. I have to prepare an 8 week program on prayer and meditation for the adult Sunday school class that I have been facilitating.

And, oh yes, we are still without the cleaning lady (hurt her back) so I am doing a lot of housework these days that I haven't done in about 30 years. I had not anticipated that!