How time flies when you’re having fun.
I’ve been in recovery mode since arriving home on Wednesday afternoon–I love to travel, but it usually depletes my energy big-time. Always, always I swear I will write as soon as my plane touches down and I’ve greeted the Happy Dogs, but despite my good intentions, it rarely happens. I find I need time with the critters, my art supplies and flowers, to make the necessary shift from one mode to the other.
I putter a lot. I take naps. I open mail and return telephone calls. I go to Wal-Mart.
I am older and wiser now. I don’t beat myself up over what didn’t get done–at least, not as much.
This year, I’ll be the commencement speaker at the Northport High School graduation ceremonies. I’m so excited! The last time I spoke at graduation, it was 1967 and I was the valedictorian. (OK, OK, so there were only thirteen kids in the class–I had some tough competition from Penny Towne and Miles Kaste. :)) I hope some of my classmates will be around–it would be so good to see them again.
More on Monday. Make it a good weekend.