Every single morning on my way to work I pass this view of the Watauga River. This morning, as a gentle fog lifted and the sun danced upon the ripples, I stopped for a few moments. Just a few moments...
So, to fill you in--since Saturday I have been in conversations with a gentleman, his wife and dog about moving to Boone. They live(ed) in New Orleans but are now taking refuge in Mississippi. For me, the process is kinda like going on a blind date. After the first phone call, we had to decide whether or not to continue. In any case, my initial gut reaction was quite positive--but ultimately it is their decision...
My boss and the employees at work have rallied to the cause. My children, bless their hearts, have spent the entire holiday weekend painting the apartment, laying tile, and cleaning. Every once in a while they would get a 'woe is me' look upon their face, but they know better than to utter such noise.
In any case, I post today-but suspect that my posts may be sporadic this week. So please forgive me. I'm not ignoring you. It is just that I have a mission.
