Quick, take a breath

I get a sea day this time around in which to get organized prior to shifting cabins. Does that mean that I actually got organized?

Nah. It will take me all of 10 minutes in the morning to toss my things in the suitcase.

Instead I hung out in the Diamond Lounge, walked/paced the decks for exercise, and went to the fancy buffet lunch. After I left early the last time since there was nothing for me to eat outside of veggies and potatoes I was wondering what would happen this time. T

No surprise, they were prepared. Not to whine, but it would have been nice had they asked me what I wanted (since risotto and lasagna aren’t anywhere on my list of edibles). But they tried and I really appreciated it. The roast mushrooms, squash and broccolini were wonderful and one of my fellow passengers loves risotto and lasagna, so all was not lost.  I ate lots of berries for desert and took along a few truffles for later.

They didn’t even last until supper time. Not that I needed supper other than finding a small source of chocolate just to complete the day on a high note.  My plan tomorrow is to get up early to photo Venice in the dark then go for a hike around the city in the morning while the housekeeping crew does its thing with cabins and cleaning.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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