July ends tomorrow. We're in Sarasota, and it's raining. "It never rains in Sarasota, but boy, don't they warn 'ya, it pours, man it pours." It promises rain all week; its been raining since we arrived! What happened to the famous Sarasota drought? It ended when our vacation began.
We drove down. Stefan's friend came with us. They're already bored; but they're also exhausted. Obviously, they're having too much fun to realize it. But that's a kid for you. They're too busy to know they're not bored.
I'm doing the language class, walking regularly, eating good food, baking, sleeping lots. Vacation. Not a beach person any more, except maybe to walk along the shore at dusk and remember how it used to be. Speaking of which....
My ex-neighbor lives down here now, so I've been seeing her. That's fun. We talk a lot about me moving down here; I'm game. I just need a job to make the move. I could live without New Jersey...its downright ridiculous... always escalating taxes, corrupt politicians, congestion. It's down here, too, I know, but its starting point is less, which means less tax, fewer crooks, less people in every neighborhood. Less can be a great thing! I've already sent out a resume. I'm ready to make the move. Boy am I ready!
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