Walking to the Y

Well, swimming has become the norm now.  Unless K is told she isn’t watching a video while B is in charge, there are no more tears and goodbyes from each window as I walk to the Y.  I did want her to get used to it all, right?

I’ve been enjoying the view of the bridge over the 10 mile river from my neighbor’s parking space as I walk to swim,

The Bridge over the 10 mile river

and being greeted near daily by the neighbor’s cat.

Kiki the cat

I do miss the neon green cross walk marker from inside the intersection on Main street.  It made it easier to get driver’s attention so I could cross the street.  They either took it down when the farmer’s market closed for the Fall, or when the hurricane was coming.

Last Friday K greeted me at the front door when I returned with one of her Halloween candies, gift wrapped.  “This is for you Mommy, I love you!”

This story became slightly less heart warming when Dan told me she’d been howling until Ben found her the Scotch tape.