Ciao Michael Anne

Well, mine weren’t the only tears at the airport this morning.

Michael’s flight was at 8:40, so we left the house around 6:30. It’s less than a half hour to the airport, and the airport’s pretty small, so getting there an hour-and-a-half before flight time is more than enough. She’s spending the night in NYC and meeting the Florence group tomorrow evening for the flight to Italy. She could have flown out tomorrow, but there’s only one daily flight to NYC from Bermuda, and we wanted the assurance that she wouldn’t miss the flight to Rome.

So, after we said goodbye and she walked through the gate, we headed back to town. I dropped Kim at work, and came home. I’ve actually been quite busy all day. Lots of laundry had piled up, so took care of that. Now I’m in the middle of adding some “comfort” things to the newly remodeled bath. Like, there’s no medicine cabinet, so I went out and bought one and I’m in the middle of installing it. I really don’t have a lot of tools here. I got rid of most back in Racine, thinking I wouldn’t need them. But I do have a drill, so I think I have what I need to finish this project. Unfortunately, the battery for the drill needed charging, so I’ll have to wait and finish tomorrow.

Today’s Friday, so I’ll meet with Kim at the Bat Bar after work. In case we haven’t mentioned the Bat Bar, it’s a bar at the Bacardi headquarters for employees and spouses (or friends). It’s open every Friday from five until around seven (or until everyone leaves). They hire a bartender, it’s completely stocked (with Bacardi products, of course), and it’s free.

And, I see it’s six o’clock. So I’m off to the Bat Bar.