Good Grief
So much for a quiet weekend for the older ones on Stauffer Avenue. We were just about to have supper last night when the phone rang. Hmm.
Dennis’ family had their Christmas celebration at daughter Sussie’s at Silver Bay over Saturday and Sunday. Dennis and I talked about it and we had thanked them for the invite but decided to stay off of the highways with the Christmas traffic being a possibility.
Granddaughter Cheyenne’s car broke down just before her and her boyfriend got into Silver Bay. When Dennis got the call last night there had already been plans made with nephew Brett that Dennis would head out to Silver Bay this morning pulling a car carrier. Nothing says my response like WTF! We didn’t want to drive to Silver Bay in our car and now his family had made plans for him to be out on the highways pulling a car carrier. GRR! I did encourage Dennis to stay overnight and leave in the morning after being rested.
I did wait until Dennis had been on the highway for a time and then the angst would not stay quiet. I called the daughter at Silver Bay and let her know what time Dennis left so as to be aware of the approximate time of his arrival. No one but me made me do it . . . but I had a bit more to say. I did suggest that when Dennis arrived, his family actually pay attention to whom they had had do their bidding. “Take time to look into his eyes and see that perhaps your dad has become someone that would enjoy his children doing something for him rather than the family assuming.” Of course there were a few more words from me. The response I got was “He could always say no.” My thought was how little they actually knew about their dad. It was a lost cause, but I got it off my chest.
My day was spent in the sewing studio and I will share that I had my share of seams that needed to be ripped out. Concentration has its limits. The afternoon was broken up when Marsha came in from the country and brought three dozen of fresh eggs. It was a good distraction.
Life never ceases to amaze me. Life never ceases to have disappointments. Save the best and leave the rest.