I arrived on Wednesday late evening. In spite of some craziness at the gate in Atlanta for my connecting flight, the trip was fine. It was a little chilly that first day, Thursday, but it's back to 80+ and sunny today. Just perfect.
My message from the Bible this morning was "pursue peace" so that's what I've been keeping in mind today. I certainly needed that advice: I finally made contact with the man-with-the-financials, and made arrangements to meet with him yesterday at noon - noon came, no call, no response, back to the old stonewalling. So I decided to go to his house and waited till 10 AM this morning before heading over there, did try to call first, but again no answer. He finally called ME when I was about two minutes from his home. He was on his way back from Tampa and would be back today around one. His "phone didn't work" yesterday, so he wasn't able to call me to cancel our meeting. I said, OK, I'll be at your house at 2. And I was. We worked together for about an hour. I think I now have all the info and can put it together to give the realtor on Monday. This was NOT how I planned on spending my first few days of vacation, although I knew it would be a working vacation.
Now we pray that the rest of the process of selling my parents' condo goes smoothly!
On Monday, I'll continue with my other main vacation project of organizing the show of my Dad's work. I need to have some giclee prints made and already have a handful of small pieces at the framers to be ready in time to hang on November 4. I won't be alone in organizing the show - the young man at the local museum is great to work with (did I say that already?) and many other friends have offered to help get things set up. We do need to work on some publicity.
It's a little strange being here knowing that I don't have the same roots here that I did when Mom and Dad were alive. I haven't been over to see the condo and don't really plan on spending any time over there waxing nostalgic. However, my former next-door neighbor is a good friend so I'll definitely visit her.
Since getting here, I've been able to see a lot of my friends already, and am invited to a party tomorrow evening where I'll see even more. I also met some artist friends of my father's who I had corresponded with after he died. They are a lovely couple from France who live in Italy and spend the winter in Florida and New Mexico. I've been invited to come visit them near Ticino in Italy next summer. That sounds wonderful!
The cough is still holding but I'm feeling much more rested. Thankful for that, and for the hospitality of my friend whose guestroom is my current home.
AND thankful for my first pair of Orthaheel sandals! The brand was recommended by someone on the Spark Plantar Fasciitis team but they're not available in Germany. Having given up about 20 pairs of shoes in recent weeks, knowing that my feet are not going to get smaller, I've been gradually replacing them with shoes with arch support, and/or shoes that can accommodate my custom-made insoles. Plantar fasciitis is no fun folks, even if it does give me an excuse to buy new shoes!
Here are the ones I got today. So far, they feel pretty good!
More good news will certainly follow...I haven't been to the beach yet!
Gold Star for everyone who read this long post!