Whelp, it’s time to visit our Western bunker. Well past time actually, we haven’t been back since April of ‘22. Yep, 3+ years – for many reasons, all related to cancer. I finally feel strong enough (I think) to make the trip and deal with the physical and emotional trepidation. So, we’ll be in Park City for the next few weeks. It’s glorious this time of year with warm days and cool nights and very little rain. That part will be grand.
My apprehension revolves around all the maintenance and repair projects that we know about - and who knows what we don’t – combined with my inability to do much of anything. We hired a very reliable neighbor to check in on the house every week so it’s not as if it’s been totally ignored, which is fortunate as he discovered the furnace not running on one visit in the middle of winter. I shudder to think of what would have happened had he not checked at the right time. Still, the “to do” list is long’ and much of what has to be done must be contracted out, as old age, old joints, old vertebrae and poor health change everything, as many of you know. It’s hard to swallow as it seems we were able to do almost everything ourselves just yesterday.
Such is life. We will be busy with contractors for everything from window washing to major stucco repair. Plus we need to meet with some realtors to find out what’s involved in proceeding with a sale, another daunting job as we have had this home for 25 years and now have nearly as much “stuff” here as we do in Michigan. It will be a long process.
Anyway wish us well, we will be busy and time will go fast. I know there’s only so much that can be accomplished, especially on my part, in such a short time period but you have to start somewhere. This is just the first of many trips to get things in hand and I’m very grateful to finally be well enough to begin the process.
As they say, “life comes at you fast.”
Be prepared. Stay resilient my friends.
And may you stay, as America’s best minstrel wishes, Forever Young.
May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift
May your heart always be joyful
May your song always be sung
And may you stay forever young
May you stay forever young