Friday, May 6, 2022

Final day and packing to head home....

And like most vacations, after 3 days, yeah, it's time to go home.  What's the saying my brother always told me.... something about after 4 days the 'fish begin to smell'.  LOL  I think it is more that we are far enough away from everything (about 25 minutes) and then nothing spectacular other than a Walmart, that one can only do so much sitting - whether crocheting, reading, or watching movies. But that is me, too.  Our days are spent focused on the baby (and nothing wrong with that!) to make sure she doesn't fall down stairs or get into things.  But overall, she has been so very good.  We did watch a movie last night and it was good - Love Guaranteed - on Netflik.  Clean, no language, sex or nudity.  Those are the kind of movies I like.  Good story too.

We did see something special yesterday afternoon!  We had taken a run into town and found the Dairy Queen (gotta love Turtle Pecan Blizzards!) after stopping at the creek long enough for the baby to sit and put her feet in it for a little bit (she wanted to jump in and play, but was restrained).  It was a beautiful day out.  When we got back home we were just doing 'stuff' - when my granddaughter commented she saw 'something'!  We run to look and there are FIVE female Elk at the side of the house - on the other side of the fence that surrounds the back of the house.  I mean, a few of them were within 20 feet of us!  We stood outside on the wrap around porch and watched them until they all walked away, eating foliage, and just looking back on occasion at us.  Weren't afraid of us; they ate and just walked around.  It was really cool to see something besides squirrels!  Thank you, Father!

I managed to stay up on my Bible study this week - and I will work on today's lesson tonight when I get home.  I slept until 5:22AM this morning when the little one woke up, and since they are all up and moving, I do need to get my butt in gear and moving too.  But I have taken time to read my Bible and pray this morning.  My lesson isn't a big deal.  I have a feeling my sister isn't going to do it with me, so after one more time of asking, if she hasn't been working in it, I'm not going to bring it up.  And the reason I love this study is that it has a 'make it personal' day in which it asks the 'hard questions' about life and how do we react to things, how do we think about thinks, how do we do things... questions that you sometimes want ot ignore and not respond to becuase it isn't the answer you know it should be - if you are totally honest.  We don't even share those questions - they really are for our personal benefit.  But last week she didn't want to do them; they were too personal.  Ok... do you want to grow, or not?  I do them and I answer honestly.  And some of the answers, regrettfully, are 'no'.  I would love to answer 'yes, I do that.  I respond that way'.  But I can't.  I fail. I screw up.  I.Don't.Want.To.Do.It.That.Way.  Yet, I know that I should.  It's that conscience thing, ya know?

Heading back home today we will be taking our time.  Since I'm on the north end, I may be the first dropped off, and that's ok.  Hubby will be glad to see me and I can unpack and get things done.  I need to check on what hubby has and hasn't done... he told me my first night here and we chatted... he put bacon in the microwave for ten minutes.  You can just imagine.  Sigh.  It heated up so hot with the bacon grease.... the plate inside the microwave shattered.  He has called the warranty place to come check the microwave and bring a new plate.  I just remained silent.  He knows better than to put it in the microwave for ten minutes.  WHO cooks bacon in the microwave for ten minutes?  Sigh.  It is the little things like that, that can make me anxious when I'm not at home.  Last week we again talked about the little things he does that make no sense... and I begged him to tell his doctor.

I think a lot of it is that he is alone with his thoughts - and he just quits thinking.  If someone is with him that stimulates his conversation, it isn't quite as bad.  And it isn't often.  It's just that occasional 'what were you thinking' or 'why would you do that?'.

Ok - I need to stop and start getting dressed at least and maybe start packing as well. I hear the girls downstairs moving about.  Time to get this show going - we leave in about 4 hours.

Blessings upon your day!

 

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