Monday Morning

I am getting over my jet lag and now manage to sleep until 7 or so. It’s Monday morning and I still haven’t restarted delivery of the local paper, so instead of the dubious pleasure of seeing who died over the weekend, I have a book to keep me company over coffee.

Yesterday was a tough day for my daughter. It was Father’s Day and also would have been her dad’s 69th birthday. Nick was sick for a very long time and he was ready to go. We all knew that, talked about it, but the reality of it still occasionally smacks us in the face.

Laura and Stu also changed apartments this weekend. Here’s an interesting story. They were to have a significant increase in rent and started looking at apartments in DC. Many, many apartments. Some were too far out, some in “transitional” neighborhoods, some ridiculously expensive. Then Stu happened to notice that an apartment in their current building was listed for rent for $400. less than their current rent. Same apartment but 4 floors higher. Of course he went to the manager and rental agent. Both confirmed the price and said they would have to move to take advantage of the lower rent. This is just crazy!

So now they have a freshly painted apartment with a new bathroom.

In any case, I think that Laura’s meltdown was as much about her father as it was about the exhaustion of moving.  She is lucky to have an understanding husband who takes her occasional tears in stride. He, of course, is just lucky to have her!

It is simply too easy to remain at the kitchen table with my coffee cup and book. Time to rouse myself and get out of the house.  Otherwise my refrigerator calls to me.  Time for a walk.