postponed

I found a compromise for my trip out to Boston. I can't go in August. It was ridiculous of me to think I could. But my dear goddaughter turns 12 in September, so I'm going for her birthday. Not ideal either, but a good compromise. And because I had a plan, her heart only broke a little.

And as sad as it was to tell her, I feel much better.

Now its time to get to work.