Long Weekend August 3, 2011Posted by Toy Lady in Family.
And not in a good way.
It’s looking like Peeps and I will be making regular trips to Jersey to, well, to encourage his mom.
And by “encourage” I really mean “kick some old lady butt.”
As you’ll recall, I was down there about a month ago. I got her started packing (yes, started), and I helped her set up a plan.
I organized her. I’m good at organizing. That, and color-coding.
Turns out. . . she’s not. Good at being organized, that is.
I spent last Saturday driving to Jersey, Sunday was packing some more, and Monday I drove back.
Sunday was our wedding anniversary, and I spent it up to my elbows in, well, packing boxes. And dust. Lots of dust. I sneezed a lot.
And just don’t ask about the couch. I think it’s been there since the Carter administration. It has, as they say, seen better days, and it is not fit for sleeping on.
And Peeps will do the same thing in two weeks. And I’ll do it two weeks after that. And we’ll keep on doing it, every two weeks, either until she gets her act together or until we join forces, bring the station wagon, sleeping pills and duct tape and get her act together for her.
She is not spending another winter alone in that house. And that is that.
So, here’s the thing. I’m tired. I spent the better part of two days in the car – alone – and between that, I spent a day working like a dog. (Just not our dog, because, seriously, he’s not a working dog. He’s a sleeping-and-farting dog.)
So here’s an interesting thing.
I spent just over 6 hours driving, through 3 states, with the radio on. Whenever I’d get out of range of one station, I’d press the “scan” button until I found another, non-country/western, non-hip-hop, basically non-hideous music station. I’m not hard to please – rock and roll, classical, jazz, anything that’s actually listenable is fine. I even spent some time listening to a Greek call-in quiz program.
But you know what was really odd?
I found a station that played a song that I hadn’t heard in years. And when that station faded, I found another station, and it played the same song before it faded away.
And then it happened a third time.
And, I swear I am not making this up, yet again.
Edwin McCain’s I’ll Be.
I mean. . . four times in one day, over multiple stations in three states? What are the odds?