Hello dollies! This month my “Tell Us About” co-hosts are getting together to write to Sue’s theme – travel. If you are new to this series it is a creative writing challenge that invites bloggers to respond to a different prompt on the third Thursday of the month. The gals are taking turns coming up with the prompts. It’s going to my turn early in the fall. The pressure is palatable to come up with an original, creative, thought-provoking prompt.
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Tell Us About 07.2023: Travel
Well, this was a toughie tough tough prompt for me. The only traveling I am going to be doing this summer is among the blogs of my Tell Us About buddies reading about the traveling they are enjoying. And traveling to houses for the drop-in visits for my Rover.com kitty clients – my latest side hustle. Traveling to Walmart. The doctors’ offices. Once to the dentist. And to church on the other side of the mountain. Haven’t even traveled across the mountain to see my babies much this summer as they have been traveling out of town and country themselves. And in between travels, the girls had Covid.
Posts from My Pals
Here are the links and summaries to the travel posts shared by my globe-trotting (and living) friends. Please use your time here for a power nap!!
- Marsha who blogs at Marsha in the Middle: Marsha and her husband, AKA Nigel, rode the Empire Builder from Chicago to Seattle and loved each and every minute! But, they didn’t stop there! Head over to the blog to read all aboard…ahem…all about it!
- Deb at Deb’s World: Debbie’s family motto is ‘To Travel is to Live’ and her blog is all about Midlife- travel, fun and adventure, and yet she had a lot of trouble with this prompt. Go back to the beginning to read how her family got the travel bug!
- Gail from Is This Mutton: In theory Gail is well travelled but she hasn’t seen very much. Find out why.
- Suzy at The Grey Brunette: Having moved from England to Portugal when she was a child, Suzy got the travel bug quite early on. Read about some of the wonderful places she’s visited.
- The Frugal Shopper, Penny: At first Penny thought she had nothing to write about as she felt her travelling days were over and then, on reflection, she’d had many adventures when traveling as a young woman. In fact, she had so much to say Travel has been split into two parts! The second part you’ll get shortly.
Back in the early spring we learned about PC’s cancer diagnosis. At that news, and the scheduling of his prostate surgery for originally 05.31, then moved to 06.07.2023, I wished there were some way to time travel. To speed up time so we could get to that date and then beyond. But my journal entry for 06.28, a Wednesday questions ‘where has this month gone?’ Almost as if we magically moved from spring to summer without my noticing. I wrote:
Where has this month gone? We waited and waited for the day to come for Paul’s prostatectomy (a word I still cannot pronounce) for what seemed like ages. And then the day came. June 7th. And the days have flown since. Flown in one sense – as we are already to the end of the first month of summer. Yet dragged by in another sense. Hours of sitting at the hospital worrying. Hours and days and now weeks of wondering if the cancer is really gone. Did the doctor get it all?
The entry continued:
The other dad Lauren asked me about watching the girls next summer when they go to Scotland. My first but internal response was I WANT TO GO TO SCOTLAND. But I didn’t say that.
It is the trip they had book the summer of 2020 when we were knee deep in Covid protocols and hiding out in our houses. They were able to postpone the trip and went masked to Disneyland that summer instead. Alita, the other grandmother and I shared grandmothering duties.
The kids have to take the trip next summer or lose everything they have put into it so far. So,
Lauren asked me what we had planned for next summer and if we could watch the kids in May or June.
I had to laugh. I feel like we can’t plan tomorrow much less next week, next month or next year. If someone had told me last summer that we would be dealing with cancer this summer, I would have been flabbergasted.
Every Day is a Gift…
I know that every day is a gift, that’s why they call it the present. And we aren’t guaranteed a moment. But I sure never dreamed we would have a health crisis to surmount this summer. Oh, to be on the beach below.
I think about how we have tried for 6 years to get the pool fixed. Remember that fiasco? We finally did get it fixed (well, kinda…the plaster is cracking and the grout is falling out) this spring. It seemed that maybe things were finally falling into place. But now it is fixed and Paul can’t even get in it.
But then again, in a few weeks I hope he will be cleared to swim then our pool time can become our summer vacation for this year.
A Week Later
On July 6th, a week later, I added to the journal entry above.
Brennyn always laughs at me because I am forever saying, “if we can get just through the holiday…or birthdays…or the anniversary of mom’s death…or PC’s surgery…or Matt’s court date…then maybe life will return to normal.” If we can just get through ‘next Thursday,’ maybe life will slow down. But next Thursday never comes.
No Rest for the Weary
My mother used to say ‘no rest for the weary.’ And ‘it’s a great life if you don’t weaken.’ Often she would follow that with ‘but I’m beginning to weaken.’ Me, too, Mom. Me, too.
Last summer at this time, I was about to leave for Ft. Worth to celebrate Brennyn and Cady’s birthdays with them. I wound up leaving earlier than expected from their house to travel to Lexington, Kentucky after my mom took a terrible fall. Within a week my mom was gone. This 08.02.2023, Brennyn and family will be in El Paso with me, with us. So glad that we will all be together on that difficult day.
What does the rest of your season look like? Any travel plans on the horizon? I haven’t even made my summer bucket list yet or put together my summer goals. Most days I am just trying to get by and that is my only goal.
On Monday, a kitty I am doing drop-in visits for attacked me. His family has been gone since 06.19 and he is very lonely but also very anxious. Hey, I can relate on that one. When I arrive for one of my twice weekly visits, Koshka always greets me at the door, weaving his little body around my feet and legs. Then I pet him hello. We visit a minute before I check the litter box, food and water bowls. On Monday, however, I think Koshka decided he’s had enough of me. After our brief salutations, he climbed up on the coffee table and when I reached out to pet him, Koshka bit and scratched me. I have 8 puncture wounds. And now a 10-day course of antibiotics.
The doctor knows me fairly well and she could tell something else was wrong when I was there yesterday. We talked about all the crazy in my life right now and she gave me 3 surveys to complete to identify if I was experiencing depression (yes), anxiety (yes) or perhaps a mental health issue like bipolar (my mom had that but apparently, I do not). I will be starting a low dose of Lexapro tonight at bedtime. I have taken it before but can’t remember why I discontinued it. Maybe I got over the anxiety!!?? Fingers crossed that this makes me a nicer, more patient, less emotional person…especially for PC’s sake.
Have a travel post to share? You know what to do!! Click below and link it up with us. As I am living vicariously through the travels of others this summer, the more the merrier!!
Off to iron. Going to be 110*F/44*C this afternoon. Sure won’t want to be ironing then. And need to get pork chops in the oven now while the house is still relatively cool.
Thank you for sharing a bit of your day with me. I do want to go on the record as saying I have had a number of wonderful travel experiences and am in no way deprived. Just wishing I could escape on one this summer.
Hugs and kisses,