I'm excited about the upcoming event "A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To The Villages" next Saturday night at Temple Shalom. It was written and will be performed by the surprisingly talented members of the congregation and should be a hoot. Nothing funny happened to us on our way to The Villages. In spite of my impressive organizational skills and arduous labors, it was a very rough patch. Cleaning the house and beach condo and fixing them up for sale. Packing. Throwing out. Unpacking. Finding and negotiating with moving companies, reverse mortgage lenders, realtors, the rental landlord and service providers. Getting new drivers licenses and notifying dozens of banks and credit card providers. Changing our cousins' flight reservations for our vacation that was already planned. Having the sale of our house postponed for three months. Shopping for needed goods and services and finding doctors in a new environment. Saying goodbye to friends. Thanksgiving at Perkins. But the very worst of it all was getting through hubby's frightening and painful illness that stretched on for months.
No, there was absolutely nothing funny that happened to us on Our Way to The Villages. I can't wait to laugh next week at what might have been!
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