My entire family is out of the home right now. Austin's on the other side of the world in Europe, Annie's at Mount Hermon in Santa Cruz, and the rest of my brood is in Los Angeles visiting with family. I needed to stay here because of some important work obligations and because I leave tomorrow night to go on a church elder/leadership retreat at Mount Shasta. There's always this part of me that enjoys solitude, but only in small chunks, meaning not for very long. It's now been three days, and I think I've had enough. In fact, I had enough right into the first day because I knew it was the beginning of an eight day separation from the people I love most in my life. So for the last two evenings I've sort of dragged myself back to the house after an extra long day's work because I knew I really had nothing to come home to. I suppose I'm able to get some extra things accomplished that I wouldn't normally, but that's hardly a consolation. So this evening I pulled into the garage only to be greeted by three very hungry and needy pets (our dog Rosie, and our cats Penelope and Carmel). I fed them, took out the garbage for tomorrow's pick-up, and then hit the automatic garage door opener/closer to call it a day. When I heard the high-pitched sound of a screech like nails on a chalkboard and noticed that the garage door was struggling to close, I knew there was a problem. Sure enough, I hadn't pulled my car into the garage far enough (I misjudged because I didn't have Victoria's car to contend with and decided to park it in the middle of the garage - BIG mistake) and the door not only scrapped but actually gouged a nice, long vertical crevice into my back bumper. Aaaauuuggghhh!!! I was, and am sick to my stomach. I love that car; clearly too much. "Thank you, Lord. You knew I needed that."
Oh well, it's time to stop feeling sorry for myself. It's only a few days, it's just a car, and I still have now. I'm going to bed before I whine anymore or break something else.
"I miss you Victoria, Austin, Annie, Barret, Poppy and Willow."
Tom
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