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Monday, October 20, 2008

Why Is It Still Dark Outside???

Dannnng, is the sun up yet??? I just heard the clock in my Dad's living room strike 6am, I've been awake for more than an hour and a half, but I've stayed quietly in my room, even though my brother in law SAID to wake him up early so we can get packing and LEAVE!

Let's go back a bit, I am at the tail end of my visit to my Dad's house and for my son and DIL's birth of their first baby (and my first grandbaby). I had planned on staying about a month, and it's been a few days past that. My Dad had doctor's appointments through the 15th, we were supposed to leave right after that, we decided to wait until the following weekend, oh, OK, I can handle a few more days, I thought to myself... and besides, travelling on the weekend would mean less traffic to contend with. So we chose to leave out on Saturday. My brother in law (Bob's brother) has been wanting to come out to where I live to check things out to see if he would like to live out there too, so he asked if he could follow us out there, sure we said, no problem... So it was going to be my Dad and I in his truck, and my BIL in his truck following behind. My BIL was supposed to come over Friday night, spend the night so we could get an early start on Saturday. My other BIL (my late sister's hubby) expressed an interested in seeing our place, so we invited him to come along, he agreed, GREAT news, this meant that I could ride with Bob's bro to the property, and my Dad wouldn't have to drive back home all by himself (it's a 9-10 drive). This was getting better and better, although I had no idea where we would put everyone, we would have worked something out. Well a few days ago my nephew (my late sister's son) who is the same age as I am (long story), had to go into the hospital uexpectidely, so his step-dad (my late sis's hubby) decided he couldn't come with us, he needed to take care of my nephew (his step son). OK, plans change, that is part of life... so then, my Dad decided maybe he shouldn't go either and asked me if I could just ride out with my BIL (Bob's bro), I called him and he said OK, he has a small truck so my stuff and his stuff would not all fit in the bed, fortunately he has a small trailer, but it needed some work, could I wait a couple days while he worked on it... Oh bother! Yes, I can wait, I hoped we could leave on Sunday, but it didn't work out that way, we/he agreed on Monday morning.

Inhaling and exhaling loudly... I want to be HOME.

OK, I had quite a bit more stuff to take back then I had when I came out with my Dad a month ago, between buying clothes from the thrift stores, buying 2 new pair of boots, 2 pair of quilted coveralls (Walls Blizzardproof, mmmmm warm), a 25 lb bag of salt from Sams, plus the things I got out of storage from my Dad's house, plus the other things like 2 propane tanks and such... I didn't know how much of this stuff I would be able to take in my BIL's small truck, I had everything already packed in boxes and plastic totes, but I had to wait for him to get over here yesterday, the plan was to pack the truck yesterday (Sunday) and see what I could and couldn't take. Well (breathing loudly again) are is the traditions of our families, he didn't get over here until after 11 pm. The good news is I got to watch Britcoms, the bad news is we couldn't pack anything, so we backed his truck and trailer into the backyard for security purposes, came in the house, fed him a late dinner, watched the rest of the Britcom I was watching, and got to bed about 12:30 am this morning.

I was able to go to sleep with no problem, it's staying asleep that seemed to be difficult, I woke up early, went to the porcelean, fresh drinking water wasting, flush potty (sorry, I had to say that...), came back to my room and turned on the laptop, mainly to see what time it is. I could try to go back to sleep (fat chance), I could be mean and go wake up my BIL, after all he TOLD me to wake him up early (hehehe), but I'll wait until the sun comes up before I start waking everyone up, so now we will be playing Jenga on a large scale to try to fit as much as possible into his truck bed, we will probably have to go to the hardware store to get straps and such, unless he already has some (I hope, I hope, I hope).

Dannnng, is that sun up yet???

Wretha

ps
Last I heard, my nephew was getting better, we still don't know what the problem was, he was coughing up brown gunk and had a spot or cyst on one lung, he is on antibiotics and seems to be getting better, we pray everything will be OK and things seem to be looking better for him.

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7 comments:

  1. Hum. Have you ever heard that old song "I'm my own grandpa." I read that post twice and still have only a vague idea of who is who, but it was an interesting post. Flying over the desert, I've many times thought that at the end of one of those roads which seems to go no where would be a fine place to live.

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  2. Hermit
    Sorry about the confusion, I work hard on maintaining everyone's privacy in my blog, so names are a no-no, this time I was writing about so many family members, it did get confusing...

    Wretha

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  3. Wretha, I completely understand. Security is always an issue.

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  4. Hey Wretha,
    This is your BIL's friend from back in the Big city. I have been following your blog since you left. I love hearing how your doing. How is he liking it there? Is he ready to move? Grats on the move to the new site. I have it bookmarked now.
    Keep in touch.

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  5. Hi Dorothy, wow I guess I was more confusing than I thought... my BIL (Bob's brother) is here visiting us in the mountain. Glad you found me and found the new site! Thanks for taking the time to comment, I love comments. :)

    Wretha

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  6. Tell Bob and J hi for me..love keeping up with ya'll on here.
    Take care.

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  7. Hi Dorothy, now I know who you are, sorry I didn't understand your first comment, now I do, I'm the one who was confused! ;) How did you find my blog? I'm glad you found us, hope everything is going good for you and your family. Things are going great for us out here. Email me privately, Bob wants to say hi. wretha(at)gmail(dot)com

    Wretha

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