Yep, that’s where we are. We made the 14-hour drive yesterday to spend two weeks with Chris’s parents and sister’s family in Sarasota (whose COVID numbers are lower than Arlington’s at the moment). We made lightening- quick runs into rest area bathrooms, and packed enough food so that we wouldn’t have to buy any on the road. Miraculously, the kittens snuggled and slept in their carrier the entire way down. They would occasionally raise their sleepy little heads and yawn and stretch before settling back into sleep. We listened to pod casts, and the kids watched shows they had downloaded on their devices.
So, now we’re here. Chris’s parents have a lovely home that wraps around a pool and hot tub. His sister knows all the isolated spots to paddle board and kayak, swim in the Gulf, and ride bikes. I have been so anxious and emotional the past few weeks with the thought of how APS will reopen schools and how our trip down here would go, that I hadn’t gotten much sleep. Once we arrived last night, we settled on the lanai (for those unfamiliar with Florida lexicon, it’s the screen-enclosed patio around the pool) and caught up with the family. By 10:00, everyone was wiped out, and the house was quiet and dark by 10:15. I slipped on my bathing suit and went for a swim in the pool, with the palms swaying in the light of the moon and the crickets chirping in the lush vegetation just outside the screen. I slept like a baby (well, not like my babies – mine were not great sleepers).
My Corner of the Village 