For me at least. Terry and I slept in, and it was so nice and comfy to be back in our own bed, in our own house, that even after we woke up, we stayed there cuddling for a long time.
Eventually we did get up and Terry made French toast for brunch. Then I went out to the pickup and brought in the bag of dirty laundry we had accumulated on the trip, and Terry started washing it while I worked on a backlog of e-mail that had piled up in the last week.
A little later, my friend Jimmy Cullipher called, and I picked his brain about how best to deal with the drainage problem with our thick clay soil. Jimmy lives in Arkansas and has a farming background, and he told me they also have clay soil where he is, which is good for the local farmers. We talked about a few options, including an aerator, French drains, and digging small drainage ditches. Not much can be done right now because the ground is so wet, but I came away with some good suggestions for possible solutions.
Neither one of us had a lot of energy, but Terry never lets that stop her, and she did several loads of laundry. I’m not as motivated, so after talking to Jimmy, I parked myself in my recliner and slept for two or three hours. I try to tell Terry that I’m actually working on plots for my next book when I do this, but I don’t think she buys that story.
It was raining so hard when we got home Saturday afternoon that we didn’t unpack much from the vehicles or cargo trailer. Among the things we brought from our Florida house were several packages of frozen meat, including a turkey breast. On our last morning there, Terry packed them in a cooler and an insulated cold box, and as soon as we got here on Saturday, I brought them inside. We were pleased to see everything was still frozen solid. That will save some money on our next trip to the grocery store!
In contrast, it wasn’t raining yesterday. The sky was nice and blue, and the temperature got into the mid-50s. Today is supposed to be a repeat and I will try to at least unload Terry’s lamp collection and other things from the van. How much else gets done remains to be seen. As I told Terry, we got along without the things in the trailer for three weeks after our official move here, so we can chip away at it a bit at a time.
And finally, here’s a chuckle to start your day from the collection of funny signs we see in our travels and that our readers share with us.
Thought For The Day – Rock bottom will teach you lessons that mountain tops never will.