I was born in Spokane, Washington, on June 10, 1949. I’ve always liked the limelight. When Mom went into labor that sunny summer morning, Dad was in a panic and raced up a one-way street–the wrong way. A motorcyle cop whipped in behind him and flipped on the whirling lights. Dad explained, and I got a police escort to Sacred Heart Hospital!
My point? I’m planning to move back home, to Washington, and build my dream house on forty acres of beautfiul property. The dogs and horses will love it, as will I. The deal for the land is still in flux, so I’ll keep you posted. The reasons are many–my family is there, I yearn for trees and changing seasons and even snow.
Meanwhile, there is TODAY to think about.
Four minutes on the machine.
Four hours on the computer.
It’s all good.