Last night I went to bed without
playing any games. In the morning, I did not hear Dad's alarm or
mine, but when I got out the to the den, it was 8:02, so I had just
missed it. I called my phone so I could find it. There was no
mending on my pile today. I looked for the tub no-slip strips to do
Dad's tub, but could not find them. I swished, exercised and checked
e-mail. I read Dad the annual letter draft that I had written. He
made changes, and then I put it on his thumb drive. I was about to
make breakfast when I spotted the strips. I read the instructions,
then rinsed the tub, dried it and cleaned it with alcohol. I peeled
the strips and placed them, hoping Dad would not find imperfections
in the placement. Dad was editing the annual letter when I finished.
I made two breakfasts, one for today and one for tomorrow, so I
could pack up all the ingredients. Some things I left behind for my
next visit. I drank a large glass of cruciferous juice and ate
breakfast, then I took my supplements. Dad brought me a copy of the
annual letter to read. Then I practiced his trombone for the last
time and put it away. William stopped by for lunch and he and Dad
settled accounts. I wrote a note to Parker. I checked in with Delta
on line and put the ticket image on a thumbdrive to print using Dad's
desktop and printer. I looked up on Google maps how to get to the
airport. I helped Dad with printing the annual letter (the font on
the screen was not the one that printed out). I started the second
half of a project Mom started. It involved making 45 or so large
stitches with black darning thread. I found a size 7 hook to do the
crochet part. The moving company called to say they would deliver
the Pinehurst stuff to Huntsville on the 2nd. I gave up
on the agent calling, and took a bath. I called Parker and she said
she didn't know anything yet but would call when she did. I wrote
her a check as I promised Chris. I cut apart name labels from Dad's
christmas card list. I folded the printed letters, and stuffed them
in envelops. I even put stamps on. Dad signed them and we were
ready to go to the mall. Parker called, so I jotted notes to Chris
and sent them. We went to the mall to pick up my shoes. Even with
the ticket, he couldn't find them. When I mentioned they were to be
stretched, he found them on the stretcher unit. They were not right,
so he gave me my money back. I asked if he were able to fix
instrument cases, and he said yes. We came home. I saw Chris was on
skype so we chatted. He told me some of the things we could do when
I get there. I broke open the coconut we got at Martins and it was
rotten. I have never seen a rotten one before. Patrick came over to
chat and look around. Dad needed return address labels for the
letters. Patrick helped me look for them. I found some of Mom's
labels. I apologized to Patrick and started packing. When Patrick
left, I searched and found more labels with Dad's name on them. I
packed and wrapped, arranged and rearranged clothes, shoes and
supplements. When the suitcase was packed, it would not shut, so I
repacked it. Then I couldn't lift it. So I switched some heavier
non-liquid items to the carry-on. With the suitcase shut, I latched
it and strapped it, then moved it off the bed. I closed my carry-on,
leaving room for my purse (hopefully). Then it was time to blog and
go to bed.
* Honduran pointsettia *
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