Purple lupine, 54 blossoms, now going to seed.
But what about me? Am I going to seed now, too? I swam only 100 lengths and then vacuumed the pool which was 74 degrees. I was so chilled, I took a hot shower and then bundled up in two fleece jackets. I am resisting aging with all my might, but it keeps happening. When exactly do I accept that I am 67 and begin to age gracefully? Well, maybe later. Certainly not now.
I got blindsided today when I visited Brocton to drop off the notes. A group of backpackers gave a presentation to the Board of Education to talk about their experiences on Quest. We knew that was the adviser's plan and were delighted that the kids shared their adventure with others. But she also announced that we will be retiring and they are working on a five year plan to take over and split up the work. We never approved a public announcement and will make our own decisions about the timeline and conditions of our retirement. I'm not ready to retire and NO ONE is ready to take over. We certainly don't want all these conversations behind our backs, although it is to be expected. It's going to be very hard for me to let go.
Too tired to do Scotland photos tonight.
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