Friday, February 11, 2011
I am leaving for Denver, home, on Sunday morning. However, I find myself home here with my mom and I am going to be sad to leave her. We have only one more day to putz around, which is mostly what we have been doing.
Today I worked on cramming my suitcases full, so full I hope I can get them closed. I am even leaving 4 pair of larger jeans behind. WooHoo! We shipped off a very large box of all my findings that I have no clue where I am going to put them when I get home. What do we do next? Go to another antique mall where I buy another angel and another kitty for my bulging collection.
When we got back home I visited my walking buddy that lives around the corner from my mom. We went to high school together, but didn't kindle our friendship until a few years ago while I was visiting here. We have grown very close; conversation flows easily and there is no topic that is off limits. She and her son were very sick today so I could only visit through the door for a short time because I didn't want to catch their bronchitis. I so badly wanted to give her a goodbye hug, but had to settle for passing on a framed print about friendship, very appropriate, I found for her at a thrift store.
Mom and I went out for cocktails, shrimp, and my last raw oyster fix of the trip. Of course, we ran into another thrift store along the way where I found yet another angel (that makes about 14 for the entire trip) and another cat. My poor husband is going to have to build me another shelf in my studio for all my nick knacks.
Tomorrow we leave for Orlando to spend the night with Mom's best friend. There is supposed to be a rock, mineral, and fossil shop in the vicinity where I hope to pick up something for Gary and stuff it in my carry-on bag. On Sunday morning Mom will take me to the airport for a tearful goodbye. I am really going to miss her and always wonder if it will be the last time I will be seeing her.
I am anxious to get back to my hubby, kitties, and mother-in-law. I am also anxious to start all the therapies that ate supposed to make my migraines better. I am highly looking forward to resuming my yoga and taking up pilates again. Walking has been my only exercise here in Ocala and this last week has been a bust due to my migraines , insomnia, and hospitalization. I hope there will be no more of that.
My love to everyone. I'll be posting the relatively few good pics I taken soon.