One week ago today I was packing for a road trip, with a car loaded with cleaning supplies, mostly finished quilts, and one Grandma and Aunt Susie. Anxiety was high, and we pushed to get to our destination, driving long hours and working on quilts during hotel stops.
Now it is a week later. The quilts are done and delivered, and the look on two little girls’ faces were priceless. The car is empty of cleaning supplies and is now loaded with one bug bitten Grandma, one sunburned Aunt Susie, a snake, an axolotl, a rosemary plant, a sprouting avocado, and several orchids. Muscles are sore, but anxiety is way down! It’s an acceptable trade.
This week we were eaten alive by fleas, and smothered in SO many hugs and kisses from twincesses. We encountered huge spiders and caterpillars, as well as friends who offered to help however they could. We hauled trash, but not as much as the amazing yard crew who saved us from many more trips and back breaking lifting. We ate lots of take-out, some better than others, and we had an amazing meal (and excellent company) at a dear friend’s restaurant. And did I mention the hugs and kisses from the twincesses?
So now we can take our time heading home, wandering down to Tampa to drop off the snake and meet the grand pup. We can travel back to Texas to set up a new tank for Fluffy the axolotl. And we can do it smiling and reminiscing about hugs and kisses and childhood joy.
What a difference a week can make!