As we ooze along toward our final day here, now 9 days away, and spend our next-to-last Sunday with members of our Tucson ward with whom we've attended church in some cases for 27 years, and have visits from our local kids, and surprise our local grandkids with the nearness of our departure date, and not know the fate of our papers, we are feeling just plain weird.
One thing is definite: the moving van comes on May 20.
And another: we are spending the last two nights we're in town, May 21 and 22, at the Pershings'. So nice of them! (By then our stuff will be on its way.)
And speaking of stuff: I am now down to the last several boxes of Nana's. It's strange to see things from my babyhood mixed with a schoolpaper of Peter's and photos of her with the people she lived with at Sin Vacas. With some fortitude and luck I will be done tomorrow.
Mother's Day meant contact with just about everyone in the family - very nice. It also meant a simultaneous happy birthday to Bu. Back in her birth year Mother's Day was on the 10th, not the 11th, so I spent it in labor but didn't get the baby till the next day. Happy Birthday, Bu!
And thanks, all, for the flowers or calls or messages or ...
The Tucson valley is still yellow w/ blooming palos verdes, intermingled with lavender blooming ironwoods. When we went out the door to church today, at 2:20, it felt like it was 100 degrees (and dry). The car thermometer said 100 degrees and didn't change in the two miles or so to church. On the way home it was 95, at 6 pm. So I think it was actually 100! (The official temperature was only 94, though. Given that nearly every year we have 100 degrees by May 15, it's surprisingly 'cool'.)
So this next to last Sabbath is winding to a close. Tomorrow it's back to work, back to the last boxes, the packing of clothes into suitcases, and probably the purchasing of a bit more food to tide us over. It's tempting just to keep emptying out the pantry and not adding anything more BUT it won't take us long to go through three more kimchi dry soups and 6 more cans of baked beans, and maybe we will supplement them with a dozen eggs and a few other things. We do have 9 more days after all, and then 2 at the Pershings', and then...
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