Joke was on me I guess.
Before I write this, understand that I love my family dearly, but boy can mom keep me busy.
I thought I was going to take Bella and hike the mountain today. Wrong.
My mother needed to go to the bank. So right around lunch time we headed for the bank. Two vehicles pulled out in front of me on the way. I was watching them and just knew they were going to and they didn’t disappoint me. We did make it to the bank where mom decided while we were there, she would ask some questions and get some other stuff rather than cash a check accomplished. Once that items was checked off the list, we headed for stop number two.
Sam’s Club to see about bird seed. Which they didn’t have. They did however have the water she wanted, two packs of forty twenty ounce bottles. They also had some orange drink dad likes in small, kid’s lunch box size bottles. He takes his medicine with it and can finish the smaller bottle easily meaning none goes to waste. That gets loaded into the car and we head for stop three.
Walmart. I did need to purchase groceries, but this visit was just for mom. We found the soda she wanted, the cookies dad wanted, dog food for her dog. Not the one she really wanted, but a container of stuff that the dog will eat. Candy for the great grand kids, more drinks for dad and that forty pound bag of bird seed. We get that paid for and loaded up and head for the dealership where my son works because he had called asking if I would bring him a soda that his grandmother paid for because he had to wait so long to get them. Yes, she bought him two.
Once we got home I had to carry all that stuff in. Today was buy everything heavy day. I did manage to get all of it inside myself even as I wished that there was someone else around to carry the bird seed up those steps. Yet, I managed and I was glad I was able to still accomplish handling the heavy stuff.
Leaving there, I decided I would go ahead and go after what I needed. The traffic around here has been horrendous for here all day. I knew I was headed right back into the fray and I wasn’t disappointed. Construction going on, train crossings blocked, people driving as if they were alone on the road. I did make it back to the store and headed inside. I slowly found everything I needed and went to check out. I told the employee to hit total gently. It was over, well over, two hundred dollars. That hurt. But, You have to eat and so do the critters.
I had planned on attending a Jeep event tonight, but that amount wiped out the extra so, hamburgers it is. Which is fine. We’re home. We’re safe. We’re eating. Its no joke that when it is all said and done, we are blessed.
So I didn’t get to do what I wanted, I got to do something better. I was able to spend time with and take care of my mother. I was able to make sure she got to go where and take care of what she needed. I was able to give her the opportunity to talk about anything and everything she chose. Even if she did repeat herself that was fine as well. I made sure she got home safely and her purchases inside and where they needed to be. To be able to still do these things, is much more important and special than a mountain hike. Even though Bella may not agree.