Sunday, December 27, 2009

On to the Next Stage

Christmas has come and gone. It was rainy, but warm, and we drove to St. Pete where everyone was waiting on us to open presents. The kids opened their stuff first, then they went to play and the grownups began. Gary got a snake lite and we got RV books. Then we proceeded to cook, assemble Graham’s kitchen, take the kids for a walk, cook some more, eat dinner and then the disaster. The dishwasher had been sounding funny, and when Michelle started it up, it started leaking all over the floor. We used every towel we could grab and Brian and I baled water out of the bottom so that the door could be closed without leaking. That accomplished, it was 8:30 and Gary’s feet were hurting so bad, we left. Whew. Twelve months until next Christmas, and I’m not sure where we’ll be. Christmas is so commercial, it leaves a bad taste in my mouth. Anyhow, I’m looking forward to getting rid of Gary’s ‘rash’, getting a clear report on his PET/CAT scans tomorrow, wishing his eye would be better, a good checkup, losing the six pounds I put on and getting to work on our dream. There’s so much to do, and we can’t do any of it until we are fit to go – which will not be long. Only 8 days, and Granny will be gone. How strange that will feel…

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