Flying out to Florida tomorrow . I don’t know if I’ve ever been to Jacksonville Airport before, except for that time we went to spend Thanksgiving with Sami’s brother. I believe that was 1982 or thereabouts.
To prove to you that I’m really serious about preparing for the move ahead of time instead of the usual last-minute scramble that goes on around here, I was digging through a rarely-used drawer today and found this under an envelope full of pay stubs from 1997:
I have no recollection of who N.R. is or why I saved this note. Neither can I remember writing it but that is definitely my printing and it’s totally in character for me to be writing goofy notes like this. During a business meeting.
Also, it came to me over the weekend that I’ve been moving towards British Colonial decor my whole adult life. The pineapples, the cane, the rattan, my affinity for dark wood and so on. I’m relived actually that my inclination has a name. Also thrilled to find out that not only is it a thing, it’s a big thing. Big enough to be a search term, big enough to have pins or boards or whatever goes on at interest which as you know I previously despised but am now in love with. Enjoy the world of butler’s trays and contemporary knockoffs of military field furniture!