I had a different plan for today's post. It was intended to be about the house I grew up in.
Yikes. Things have gone amok. I've lost my voice, which is minor. It may even make some people happy. Ha. It has given me 2 days off of work. You cannot read to the kiddies if you can't say the words. Part of the problem with my voice is work. They've been laying new flooring and the glue really irritated my throat and lungs... kicking off my asthma... which rarely happens and before I knew it, my voice was no longer available. Now I'm doing the old hot salt water gargle bit. Gee didn't you want to know that? And I spit too!
Yesterday Max went to the store around 4:30PM and never came back. He was last seen in the company of his notorious drinking buddy.... so my assumption is that he's passed out there.
I would have liked to have eaten the soup he was bringing me for diner. Eventually Lorn and I had polish dogs and chili... not near as soothing to my voiceless throat, but we were not starving.
Then they began to talk about freezing rain in the gorge. Mind you... at this time it was already freaky cold out there and the wind was vicious. I had worried about Max in the cold walking around before I considered he might be doing it crocked. I could see Max deciding that he needed to sit down and have a itty bitty rest... then freezing to death under a tree.
My imagination is so vivid on issues like this that I can tell you what the state cop would look like who shows up to tell me they've found my son frozen to death under a tree. Yet I can't tell you how many times I have done these scenarios with my kids over the years. Under trees... drown in the river where they were never allowed to go alone... and of course being kids did exactly what they were not supposed to do. Bear used to be frozen while making a snow angel and passing out. Totally absurd. My sister Cinderella does the same thing.
Part of me was angry of course. I want my soup! Why didn't he call me? He was with A who has a phone. Oh yeah... I'd thrown a hissy fit about phone minutes. Wow... bad call on that one.
I wasted several minutes trying to find him. Once I learned he was with A, I gave up on it. He has probably had a very good time. But his dad did not give up on it. I kept getting worried calls... is he there yet? Each had its own little tirade about inconsideration. The more I tried to forget it and enjoy what evening I had, the more his dad called.
Well its 10:00AM and still no Max. Not so unusual. He can sleep until 4:00PM if he partied hard enough. I take it as a good sign... no state troopers. My ex-bus driver is going to come get me to take me to get my soup. I will live. So will Max.... though I may kill him once he gets here.
The whole night was not a loss. I had a nice long communication with a new frog who is very interesting and funny. He's not from here originally, so has an accent. Yeah... I wasted a few minutes there and squeaked in my almost missing voice. We are going out on Saturday. Cool beans.
I felt bad though, because I had let other people know that I was not going to be open to phone conversation without my voice. But, I was not expecting that one.
I did email DH back and forth all evening, but that is just the norm. When I go down there, we work on his shop... he's been getting new tools and trying to create space for them. A big deal is this new router that he's been working on making a cabinet for... he got it done last night. I said to take a photo of it and send it to me. He said no... come here and see it in person. I would really like that very much but will have to find a way to work that in... and not this weekend.
About that time his evening began to go haywire and he started having issues to deal with on his end like my Max problem. Time to call it a night there too. We wished each other luck.
So went my yesterday. Some nice ups and some stress I did not need... which led to this post.
My ride will be here in a few and I have not begun to think about putting on clothes yet. Maybe I should do that huh? Ta!
What are you doing this weekend?