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whee! (and grrr)
Had a nice visit with Mum and Sis in Lexington. Weather was cool for KY, so that was nice. Mum is doing quite well for 91. Slowing down a bit, and it takes her longer to rest up/recover from things -- she'd had to quarantine after her trip to MI, and it took her a few days to get moving again after that. Mum has never liked BBQ, but we mostly ate at places where *I* could get BBQ even if she didn't. We went on a horse-tour, including about 45 minutes at Keeneland with a retired jockey as a guide, so that was nice (and it was a lovely day for that -- sunny and 75F). We didn't manage a distillery tour (I was the only one interested, so.... I had intended to do one on Friday, but we left so early that I would have had to dork around for an hour or so before the first tour of the day. sigh. There was a distillery I could have stopped at about 45 minutes down the road, but by then I was in "I'm Driving" mode and didn't want to stop.)
Sis had gotten a pretty little AirBnB. With two beds. Originally, it was suggested that I'd sleep on an airbed. Sis & Mum got in a couple of days before I did, and Sis emailed me Sat AM and said "there's not really space for an airbed, but the sofa is nice." Uh-huh. Child, I'm older than you *and* have a surgically repaired back. grumble. So I get down there, and what she really meant was "I don't want to share the bedroom with you, and I don't want an airbed in the living room". There was plenty of space for a single airbed. mutter mutter. But I survived.
The drive home today was fine. The gas stations in Bowling Green had no card scanners, so I had to pay cash for gas. (wait! You can *do* that?!?) There was rain in MI, ranging from none to wipers-on-high pounding. Then I got off at my exit and was faced with a detour. It's the country, so the detour is 7 miles long (3.4 miles down, 3.6 miles up).
Then I get home and J's all "um. K is here, staying upstairs". I have work to do up there that I won't be able to do until she leaves. Sometime next week. mutter, grumble. and the space is a bit of a mess because I was in the middle of sorting the stuff in the room. Ghu only knows what they've done with the stuff. "And I completely spaced on running the ethernet and phone line to the upstairs like you asked me to." more grumble. I guess it could be worse - if the office was already up there, I'd not have a choice.... (I don't like it when K is here. J usually ignores the house and me and sometimes work when she's here. It gets annoying after a while. And she's been doing it for years, and J keeps telling me he's going to say no, and then she asks him to jump and he asks 'how high'. I am so tired of it.)
Sis had gotten a pretty little AirBnB. With two beds. Originally, it was suggested that I'd sleep on an airbed. Sis & Mum got in a couple of days before I did, and Sis emailed me Sat AM and said "there's not really space for an airbed, but the sofa is nice." Uh-huh. Child, I'm older than you *and* have a surgically repaired back. grumble. So I get down there, and what she really meant was "I don't want to share the bedroom with you, and I don't want an airbed in the living room". There was plenty of space for a single airbed. mutter mutter. But I survived.
The drive home today was fine. The gas stations in Bowling Green had no card scanners, so I had to pay cash for gas. (wait! You can *do* that?!?) There was rain in MI, ranging from none to wipers-on-high pounding. Then I got off at my exit and was faced with a detour. It's the country, so the detour is 7 miles long (3.4 miles down, 3.6 miles up).
Then I get home and J's all "um. K is here, staying upstairs". I have work to do up there that I won't be able to do until she leaves. Sometime next week. mutter, grumble. and the space is a bit of a mess because I was in the middle of sorting the stuff in the room. Ghu only knows what they've done with the stuff. "And I completely spaced on running the ethernet and phone line to the upstairs like you asked me to." more grumble. I guess it could be worse - if the office was already up there, I'd not have a choice.... (I don't like it when K is here. J usually ignores the house and me and sometimes work when she's here. It gets annoying after a while. And she's been doing it for years, and J keeps telling me he's going to say no, and then she asks him to jump and he asks 'how high'. I am so tired of it.)