around to try a different route.”
Why I didn’t cancel this useless checkup at the doctor’s office today is beyond me. I’m healthy; I should’ve stayed the fuck home. Now I’m stuck in traffic while the rest of them are ready to head to the airport. Shit!
“Temper, temper. It won’t help you right now. The traffic will clear eventually, until then it doesn't sound like there’s much you can do.”
My poor mother, I know she hates traveling at night and if I don't get there soon, she will be.
New plan.
“Mom, head to the hotel. If I have to pay more parking for the extra vehicle it’s not a big deal. I’m not going to miss the six a.m. flight tomorrow, that's for sure, but for all I know I could be here until the sun goes down.”
“I don't want to leave without you Jayne, but if we don't get moving soon Lilly’s going to be one crabby child for the early flight tomorrow.”
The family trip to Florida is already heading down the shitter. I planned and paid for this trip six months ago. I can’t disappoint Lil’, I’ll just drive through the night on my own.
“Go without me mom. I’ll figure this shit show out and meet you there later tonight or early morning. Leave my suitcase behind though; I’d like to change before I get back on the road.”
I can’t stand the scent of antiseptic and sick people stuck on me from the Doc’s office.
“Alright honey, I think it’s our best option, at this point we’re already two hours behind schedule. Your Dad is going nuts. Well, not more nuts than when we were ten minutes late, but you know what he’s like. Call me when you leave the house to let me know you’re on your way.”
God bless my mother. My father has probably been in the truck for two hours waiting for me to show up. He’s a planner, very on schedule. Mom has kept him balanced with her sharp attitude and fly by the seat of your pants attitude. It’s what's kept them together for over thirty years.
“I will mom, and thanks. Give Lil’ some love for me. I’ll meet you all at the hotel.”
“Alright, drive safe.”
“You too, Mom.”
I’m woken up by the sounds of deep male laughter in the distance. I sit up on the couch and stretch the aches out of my body. I might need a soak in the tub later to ease my muscles after this morning’s jog.
I slowly make my way to the kitchen and look out the side window toward Ryder’s home, noticing a few extra trucks in the driveway. A quick scan of the property shows Ryder and three other men out on his back deck, standing around a smoking barbecue with beers in their hand. My rumbling stomach reminds me of the steak I planned to cook, so I head to my room to get dressed before starting dinner.
I take the steak out of the fridge and season it, leaving it on the counter to get to room temperature while I wash up some new potatoes and asparagus. I layer the vegetables separately in tin foil with sea salt and pepper before carrying it all out to the barbecue. I don't always cook dinner; I usually eat a late big lunch and finger foods later in the evening. Tonight however calls for a hearty meal and kicking my feet up.
After successfully grilling my dinner, I choose to eat on the deck and listen to the men next door. There’s at least an acre separating our properties, with some random trees in between but it doesn’t stop the sounds of hearty male voices making it to my porch. I have a sense of longing listening to their laughter, which most likely comes after some good natured ribbing and inside jokes.
It’s been well over a year since I experienced something similar. Mostly due to my own selfish reasons but the later part of the year was to ensure other peoples’ safety. Doing what's right doesn’t always make you happy. But sometimes it’s a necessity to protect those you love, regardless of how much you want to stay close to them.
I miss my weekly
Why I didn’t cancel this useless checkup at the doctor’s office today is beyond me. I’m healthy; I should’ve stayed the fuck home. Now I’m stuck in traffic while the rest of them are ready to head to the airport. Shit!
“Temper, temper. It won’t help you right now. The traffic will clear eventually, until then it doesn't sound like there’s much you can do.”
My poor mother, I know she hates traveling at night and if I don't get there soon, she will be.
New plan.
“Mom, head to the hotel. If I have to pay more parking for the extra vehicle it’s not a big deal. I’m not going to miss the six a.m. flight tomorrow, that's for sure, but for all I know I could be here until the sun goes down.”
“I don't want to leave without you Jayne, but if we don't get moving soon Lilly’s going to be one crabby child for the early flight tomorrow.”
The family trip to Florida is already heading down the shitter. I planned and paid for this trip six months ago. I can’t disappoint Lil’, I’ll just drive through the night on my own.
“Go without me mom. I’ll figure this shit show out and meet you there later tonight or early morning. Leave my suitcase behind though; I’d like to change before I get back on the road.”
I can’t stand the scent of antiseptic and sick people stuck on me from the Doc’s office.
“Alright honey, I think it’s our best option, at this point we’re already two hours behind schedule. Your Dad is going nuts. Well, not more nuts than when we were ten minutes late, but you know what he’s like. Call me when you leave the house to let me know you’re on your way.”
God bless my mother. My father has probably been in the truck for two hours waiting for me to show up. He’s a planner, very on schedule. Mom has kept him balanced with her sharp attitude and fly by the seat of your pants attitude. It’s what's kept them together for over thirty years.
“I will mom, and thanks. Give Lil’ some love for me. I’ll meet you all at the hotel.”
“Alright, drive safe.”
“You too, Mom.”
I’m woken up by the sounds of deep male laughter in the distance. I sit up on the couch and stretch the aches out of my body. I might need a soak in the tub later to ease my muscles after this morning’s jog.
I slowly make my way to the kitchen and look out the side window toward Ryder’s home, noticing a few extra trucks in the driveway. A quick scan of the property shows Ryder and three other men out on his back deck, standing around a smoking barbecue with beers in their hand. My rumbling stomach reminds me of the steak I planned to cook, so I head to my room to get dressed before starting dinner.
I take the steak out of the fridge and season it, leaving it on the counter to get to room temperature while I wash up some new potatoes and asparagus. I layer the vegetables separately in tin foil with sea salt and pepper before carrying it all out to the barbecue. I don't always cook dinner; I usually eat a late big lunch and finger foods later in the evening. Tonight however calls for a hearty meal and kicking my feet up.
After successfully grilling my dinner, I choose to eat on the deck and listen to the men next door. There’s at least an acre separating our properties, with some random trees in between but it doesn’t stop the sounds of hearty male voices making it to my porch. I have a sense of longing listening to their laughter, which most likely comes after some good natured ribbing and inside jokes.
It’s been well over a year since I experienced something similar. Mostly due to my own selfish reasons but the later part of the year was to ensure other peoples’ safety. Doing what's right doesn’t always make you happy. But sometimes it’s a necessity to protect those you love, regardless of how much you want to stay close to them.
I miss my weekly
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