Forecasting the Future

All of us have blogs, photos, texts and memories of the past. Where we’ve been, what we did, how we felt. Looking back we experience a myriad of feelings, real and imagined, of the way things were … real or imagined.

I’m going to try something different today.

This week is full of cloudy yet promised-to-be-warmer days with a lot of house cleaning around the corner.

Next week I will be on the beach in Florida with my son’s family and in-laws and their expanded sister circle.

I wonder … what will I  be doing? Feeling?

The first thing I predict is that I will be looking and feeling like a pudgy Polish grandmother. That’s okay. I’m working on that, but it is what it is.

But what else?

Will I sit on the beach, watching the sunset, sipping wine or cherry cola, inhaling the salt and surf and beauty of nature?

or

Will I sit in the sand making sandcastles of unique and lumpy quality with my grandkids?

or

Will I finally make time to start reading a book I’ve been wanting to read for over a year?

or

Will I playing Uno and Rummy around a kitchen table until wee hours of the night?

or

Will I sleep late or burst upon the world early, enjoying a sunrise and cup of coffee on my balcony?

or

Will I get carsick on spending eight hours in the car with three other adults and three loud, funny, crabby kids?

or

Will I get sick of cooking my own food and opt out for a seafood dinner at a shrimp shack somewhere down the road?

or

Will I get more sunburn than windburn or heartburn?

 

I hope to say all of the above.

I’ve never had a super-long vacation with six family members in tow and ten others waiting for us to land. 

Should be interesting, to say the least …..