Life in California is good. I am not in CA, I am outside St. Louis in a lovely community with expansive GREEN lawns and shade trees, triple digit temperatures and extra high humidity as it rains every few days (not to mention the Mississippi River, just a few miles away, is running at capacity). It just happens to have a heat index above 90 by 7 in the morning. So when I go on my morning stroll, hardly generating the speed to be actually termed a walk here, I come home soaked to the skin before 8. Now let me think, why did I ever think life sounded good in CA?
On the good side, Mom is pretty strong and will have not problem doing for herself when I leave in a few days. The wireless is pretty reliable, and the big lounge area is quiet this time of day, so working is not a problem. I spend the rest of my time out on the porch with the overhead fan, thank goodness, trying to escape the non-stop Turner movie channel in the other room.
Did you ever wonder if there is an alternate universe where all those things you meant to do tomorrow, but didn't get done, actually do get accomplished? What would life be like with caught-up e-mail and a clean kitchen and mowed grass be like? Guess I will get to wonder a little longer. Left all that behind in CA.