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St. Augustine Here I Come!
So, after some soul searching I decided to take my brother up on the offer for me to get away for a week on his dime. Why the hell not? I deserve it. And I think I mentioned in my last post, it will give him a chance to walk in my shoes. I’m not holding out all that much hope that he’ll some how say, “Wow. I had no idea, but I totally get it now.”
That would be wishful thinking. I’m always fascinated by how different each person’s perspective can be, my brother’s more than others. Something that seems so clear to me is perceived by him completely differently. I’ll never understand.
But I guess I don’t have to. I’m heading off to the oldest city in the country next month for some downtime, alone time, spa treatments, and historic sites. My brother can take care of Mom, the three cats inside, the two stray cats outside, and the dog. I’m hoping beyond hope that Mom gives a stellar performance and shows him just how much goes into taking care of her day in and day out. And hey, if something in my money-pit house should fall off the wall or ceiling in the middle of the night, even better.