We’re packing.

Time is running out and the pressure is on, but that’s okay.  It happens every time, so we’re cranky and stressed but keeping our eye on the prize:  summer at the lake.

I haven’t blogged for a few days because with the state of the country the way it is, I’ve been either (a) glued to the news or (b) self-medicating by watching “Find My Lottery Dream Home” on HGTV.  There is something about watching happy people shopping for a home in which to be happy that serves as an excellent stress-reliever.

And I am still waiting for my anti-depressant to kick in.

It is raining paperwork here as I work with a very patient lawyer to settle my mother’s estate.  I’d hoped to have it done before I left but there is something from the town that won’t be finalized until after June 18 so I can no nothing more.  At least here in Rhode Island.

So now that I’ve signed more papers at the lawyer’s office, I will finish the rest of the laundry and return to cleaning my refrigerator.  It is hot and muggy today–welcome to summer in Rhode Island!–so I’m sure the recently-opened beaches are packed with very happy sun lovers.

I’m happy to home with my suitcases.

Today is the anniversary of D-Day.  I am filled with gratitude.