We did indeed get our clear, beautiful day today, a keen relief to all in South Carolina and I think Georgia, too. It's supposed to be unpleasant again all weekend, but the one pretty day was a considerable boost to morale. I went to Congaree National Park for the first time in ages. It was flooded, but gorgeous. Amazingly, they still haven't rebuilt the elevated boardwalk damaged in the storms of last February. At this point, it doesn't seem much like they ever will, does it? But even with the low boardwalk and most of the trails inundated, it was still a pleasant little hike.
I'm supposed to get in touch with a CPA, and elder law specialist and an investment adviser. I'm still not much in the mood for any of this. Also, I remembered that Dad wrote out a very detailed document about everything I was supposed to do after he died. Fortunately, he then lived another three years; unfortunately, that makes finding the document more than a little tricky. I'll start the hunt momentarily. If I can't find it, I'll just continue winging it.
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