Well, it was a long day yesterday, but we’re home to warm, pollen covered, real life. Flying into Atlanta was a reminder of what spring in the south means. In some cities you descend through a brown layer of smog; in Atlanta we descended through a yellow/green layer of pine pollen. My porch is covered in pollen, my driveway is covered in pollen, my shoes are now covered in pollen. Ah, home in all it’s powdery green/yellow glory.
I have arrived home already behind. While I was gone Jonathan found some potential tenants for our house. Yeah. So I have to get the house refinanced, packed and cleaned by June 1st. That’s 54 days. In addition to these slight chores, we are also installing carpet in the upstairs bedroom (so the four guys who are renting the place can use those two rooms), I have to unpack from my 25 days in Canada, and help my children get used to the absence of Nana’s benevolent presence.
Oh, and it’s warm here. I have to find my sandals and fit into my capri pants.
No pressure though.