I slept in and then got up and took care of the boys and had some breakfast. Then I got dressed and headed out for my annual cemetery tour. I had my camera with me of course so there were a lot of stops and distractions along the way. I had finished out at St. Agnes and was wandering my way toward Pulaskifield when my phone rang. It was my cousin Jim and after about 3 tries we found a spot where I had enough bars on the phone to carry on an actual conversation. My first thought, I admit, was shit, who died? As it happened he was having a small family get together and remembered that I would probably be coming out to decorate at Pulaskifield and he invited me to come visit and eat.
Shockingly enough...I agreed. I know...I know...I do love my family and it makes me so happy when they remember me. It's not their fault really...we just have never been able to spend a lot of time together. People have families and grandbabies and are busy and you just forget. It's not a big deal. And let's face it...sigh...I am a bit of a hermit. I do tend to spend a lot of time alone and actually seek that time alone. I love people but deep down I am still that shy little girl I have always been and it's just easier for me to enjoy my own company because of the emotional energy required for me to interact with folks.
So...I willingly set aside my OCD...and stopped mid-cemetery tour to spend time with my cousin and his wife and their sons and their children. We missed you Mel. I even got to see my Aunt whom I have not seen in a couple of years. That's my fault really...I know I need to visit her but there is no way to do that without spending hours and hours there and I just can't bring myself to do it. My bad. I had a lovely visit and got to watch the kids be kids and had a lovely supper. It was so nice to be out in the country just relaxing. I did find myself uttering a phrase that seemed really foreign to me. One of the grandkids asked me..."Who are you?" That's a fair question...she doesn't see me very often. I replied "I am your grandfather's cousin." Is it just me or does that sound weird? I never thought I would utter that phrase. God...I am old.
I then resumed my tour. Wandered the long way back toward Carthage taking a lot of pictures along the way and thinking crap...I need to get this over with and get home to the dogs...but it's such a lovely day. I'll wander over here for a bit...crap...it's getting late. I finally finished up and got all my flowers delivered. Came home...took the dogs out...extracted Kitten Face from the armoire drawer so she could eat...fed the dogs...scarfed down a double cheeseburger from Sonic...took a shower and am now relaxing on the couch knowing I do not have to get up and go to work tomorrow...YEAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! It has been an awesome day!! Enjoy it before the whining begins anew.
well done little bear! Savor the day and amazing clouds!
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