I still have to sit down in front of Quicken to pay the household bills due May 1 and organize them for June 1 and July 1 since we will be en España when the bills come due. Some are automatic withdrawals or are paid online, but other monthly bills come the old-fashioned way ... in the mail. My mother (Billy calls her Jomama) volunteered to handle mailing the post-dated checks I am going to give her. Hmmm ... I think she volunteered. Maybe she got shanghaied. To tell you the truth, I don't really remember.
But the point of this blog is to note that instead of sitting down, seriously, to attend to the bookkeeping, I went to the mall to buy shoes. Isn't that, really, more important when one is getting ready to go to Europe for three months? I know I can buy marvelous shoes in Spain (and I probably will), but I needed shoes in which I could walk through the cathedrals in Cologne and Aachen and Paris without wincing (all those years of working in gorgeous stiletto heels have taken a toll). And on the way to the shoe store, I ran into the perfect pair of white cigarette pants. What an unexpected and satisfying surprise!
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