No one told me that along with the title of landlord came traffic cop. My first tenant moved out--I will miss her and those crazy resident hours--and the next one moved in. Having read the book Upstairs at the White House, I must quickly admit it was NOT the smooth transition I envisioned! You can only back one truck into the drive at a time and the new tenant was anxious to get moved during the weekend. It was uncontrolled chaos! The good news---no down time between tenants. The bad news--the new tenant is very short term (you don't want that story)--so will have to go through all of this again.
Following weeks of rain, we are finally beginning to dry out and my gills have disappeared. I am not too sure what this strange bright light which appears in the sky every morning is, but it makes for a much brighter day.
These two Ruston girls--Salli & Sharon surprised me with a lunch visit on their way to Jackson Hole to run a half marathon. When I received this next picture, something told me they might be enjoying more than just the run.
I had my feet back in The Promised Land--Louisiana--ever so briefly
Put my eyes on these wonderful friends and more---laughed and laughed and laughed. WHAT FUN!
Living life large--here in The Hood & beyond this week!