Ron just called from the airport; his plane landed at Logan a bit early.
I can’t believe where today went. I got a lot done, including meeting a friend for coffee, doing a big shop, cleaning out the frig and making apple crisp, but had planned one more appointment that I had to reschedule. I missed the Highfield party and a sing-along at the Cotuit Art Center: just too much to do and to be honest, not feeling especially like dressing up and going out to be in a big crowd.
Ron caught the bus from Bourne to Logan at 6:50 am last Thursday, almost a full week ago. I worked, put up the tree, paid bills, took care of Fluffles and the usual. The days were full, I guess, because it sure doesn’t seem that long ago that Ron left.
I’m looking forward to seeing Ron and hearing about his trip. I hope he took lots of pix.