I see you peeking, Carolyn252.
You up for a day of walking? I can pick you up....
You are SO funny! Roberta; honestly, you do make me smile. But, and nevertheless, I shall plead a need to stay close to home. Though I know that I should be brave and just say, "Count me in." I just can't bring myself to do it. Going to Queens sounds like going to China; it's just too far out of my comfort zone (unless DH is doing the driving). I'm the original "Girl who doesn't go beyond her garden gate." Zipping along on a highway or a parkway is enough to make me close my eyes and scrunch down in the passenger seat; but stuck in a traffic jam there is a white-knuckle ordeal as well. Well, it's not that bad anymore, but I'm never so happy as when I'm home safe and sound. Though, the gabfest of sharing joys and sorrows, frustrations and despair, in one long rant of a day with women sounds so right. Ah well.... I go from room to room in this big ole house, making up things to do to get through the day. I haul logs to shift the messy woodpile outside; watch my delicious British TV series on Netflix, take a few turns solitaire on the computer, copy edit some papers for my husband, sort the ENORMOUS piles of incoming mail and computer printouts, and wonder if I should get dressed today or not. Long flannel nightgowns are so comfy, dontchaknow???!
Truth is, I've got it so good; with so little to complain about; it's obscene. But I'm mindful that I've got lots of common experiences with you all; caring for alzheimer parents, inlaw craziness, adult kids who've made difficult choices, etc., etc. Each of us sharing some coping ideas that might help one or more of us is a good thing. And the more of us there, the more likely that is. But road trips are just not my thing. (I know, I know; who calls a twenty minute car ride a "road trip?")
Hugs to you all, Have a beautiful Monday in the park.
-Carolyn