I wonder.

No, I have not lost my mind.

Most likely, at the moment you are reading this, I know exactly where I am.

The difficulty comes because I am not writing it at the moment you are reading it.  In fact, in this instance, I am writing it a couple of weeks early.

The reason for this extraordinary lack of procrastination is that my niece is visiting this week.  (Yes, this week—the week you are reading this post.)

The decks have had to be cleared for fun and frolic.

The thing is, I don’t know whether we will be going to the beach, to St. Augustine, to Fernandina or where?  I don’t know if her uncle will have convinced her to zipline over the ‘gators at the Alligator Farm.  (I hope not, but there’s no telling.)

Will we have gone hiking?

Will we be at the Kingsley Plantation?

Will we be trying on clothes at the outlet stores?

Will we be out on the boat spying on manatees and egrets, ospreys and eagles?

Or will we be lounging on the dock discussing the meaning of life and what she wants to be when she grows up?

I have no earthly idea.

I do know, whatever it is, it will be fun.

She’s a pretty cool kid.

Past visits have included Cape Canaveral, flea markets and horseback riding.  Stuffed piglets and straws.

She’ll be staying with my mom, but there’s a good chance we get her for a night or two.

So, at this point, now in the past, I don’t really know where I am today, in the present.  (This post is getting as complicated as one of those Star Trek episodes where they run into a rupture in the time-space continuum.)

So, I’m wondering.

Maybe I’ll tell you when I find out.  Maybe I won’t.

You get to wonder, too!