Most of the time I'm feeling like a tourist in New York City. Actually I feel like a semi-tourist, because I know the transportation system, understand the currency and generally know we're I'm going. I'm also probably more relaxed than most tourists because I'm not trying to see a dozen attractions every day and if a bus appears too crowded I just wait for the next one. It's a whole new universe for me.
I was at a friend's retirement party on Friday and the question I was most asked was about my travels. I mentioned Florida and Chicago, but on reflection I should have said that I was on vacation in New York City. I'm doing a lot more want-tos than have-tos and I'm a lot more punctual than I've been for the last thirty years. My library books will be returned tomorrow and I spent the afternoon picking up snacks for book club tomorrow night. I'm checking things off my to-do list every day. I'm not so much stopping to smell the roses -- there aren't very many roses in the neighborhood -- but I'm stopping to see the roses or mums or pink t-shirts in all their lurid glory.
I'm joining up with my friends at Pink Saturday for some pink weekend fun. We've been blessed with another beautiful autumn day. There's just a slight nip in the air -- my capris will be retired very shortly -- and it's dry and clear. I hope you've had a great day, too. As always so happy you stopped by to visit and take good care of yourself.