I finally left for my vacation. After 9 hours of flights and airports and weird smells, I arrived in Dallas, where my uncle picked me up (an hour later). We arrived at his house this morning early. He went back to bed and I was up for about an hour winding down. Finally, I went to bed. I had told him I needed to go to a few places while in town,but he is not here. His car, the one I was told I could use, is not here. My cousins, who I haven’t seen in a year, have not been here at all. WHAT IS GOING ON?
I guess I expected fanfare and am just angry that it never happened. Why should they want to see me??? So, I am stuck here at my uncle’s house. I have no idea when I am leaving, since he is not available like he said he was. I have no deodorant or toothpaste because I needed to get them when I arrived and I have no way of getting to a store. And the phone keeps ringing… my uncle called while I was typing… my cousin apparently took the car that had been left for me. He should not have done that, but we don’t know where he is right now.
I am tired and a little cranky, but it will all be fine. Stan did just suggest that I drive up to IKEA in the morning and told me where to find some food here.
I can’t wait to see my family.
Featured Image Art: William Morris, “Strawberry Thief”