We went to Newport RI today.  It’s one of my favorite places.  K had not been for many many years, and she has a little trouble walking at the moment because she has tendonitis in her achilles tendon, so we took the trolley tour through the town.  It went by all the mansions, and Fort Adams, all the beautiful beaches there, the church where JFK and Jackie were married, the estate where she grew up.  It was interesting and a lovely day.

I was a little embarrassed that because I had been sitting outside in the sea breeze, and sun, when I got on the trolley and the driver began his talk I could barely keep my eyes open.  I hated to think I was being rude, but I was so relaxed being by the water all day, i couldn’t help it.

We decided to go home by a different route because it was fairly early, so I suggested I drive home via Mystic Seaport, just so she could see it, not really go in because it’s expensive to get in, and it was already 5, but at least see the tall ships at the piers, and get a feel for it.  It’s the biggest tourist attraction in our state.  Since we hadn’t done any shopping, we stopped at the Seaport Store, a gift shop and book store.  It’s a pretty neat little shop.  I’d been before a number of times.  Years ago, I went for a book signing with Walter Cronkite, and have been a few times since.  S liked that store and took me there more than once.  He actually bought me a lovely book there on wire-wrapping sea glass.  And a Christmas gift of my prism light.

K bought some things there, we both bought handmade fudge, lol.  We both enjoyed the store, and then headed on home, where we sat on my deck and had a nice quiet dinner, chatted about old times, until it got too chilly and went in to watch tv.

It was a really nice day.  It’s been really nice to spend time with such a good old friend.  Calming.  She reminds me who I always was, who I am, just hanging out.

I had a showing on the house today, and the client was somewhat favorable toward it.  So that was good.  They said the house was a little worn.  Well..it’s 30 years old, it’s not going to look new but it looks good.  They said the price was too high, I said, well of course.  That’s their job.  They loved my living room with hardwood floors and vaulted ceilings and skylights.  So who knows?  It’s my best review yet.

Looking forward to getting an offer one of these days and getting my son and myself resettled.  Very ready, even though it’s a little easier to stay here when the weather is nice like the last few days have been.  If I could just get out of working.

Love and light.