I had a wonderful time with my kids and their kids. I managed to spend time with each one of them. Well, except the graduate. She is one busy girl. I spent a little time with her before the party, but the people started coming and there was quite a crowd.
My daughter and son-in-law can throw a party! My only contribution was 10lbs of potato salad. It was fun just watching Layla and seeing how many other people love her.
Grandson Gavin is a really good driver. I was impressed. I even let him drive my car and not once did I try to apply the imaginary brakes! He is having a fun summer. He has a job scooping ice cream! He worked two days and made $30 in tips alone.
I spent a good part of two days with my other grandson, Gage. We tackled his unkempt yard. He mowed and I weeded, then we weeded. It was pretty overgrown, but it looked really good when I left. He still has more to do, but it is no longer overwhelming. It was good to get to hang out with him ….. and we all know I enjoy yard work.
I did some major landscaping for my baby girl, but that is a story for another day. Complete with photographic evidence.
HeWho was left on his own did okay for himself. The dogs were crazy happy to see me until they sniffed me and realized I had cheated on them and been with other dogs. They could smell Gemma and Max, the granddogs. They shunned me for a bit and then we had a major kiss fest while HeWho shushed us to watch the news!!
It was good to sleep in my own bed and I awoke refreshed and ready to get the day started. I put the sheets in the washer and noticed the door to the dryer was ajar. HeWho did laundry in my absence. I remember he told me this on the phone. Said he ran out of shirts. I was only gone 8 days and he has enough clothes to get through 10 days or longer. But, whatever. I thought he meant he washed HIS clothes.
I started pulling the clothes out of the dryer. He washed AND dried everything that was in the laundry room. Easily two loads. No sorting was involved. I had one of my good shirts that needed some stains treated in clothes basket with another white shirt that gets washed on the delicate cycle. He included those in the overload of darks, whites, towels. EVERYTHING.
And that is what was in the dryer, minus whatever he had pulled out to wear yesterday. He admitted that he walked around awhile with a pair of his underwear creeping out the leg of his shorts. Said he noticed something tickling the back of his leg …. Now I am wondering if he should ever be left alone.
I don't put everything in the dryer. I hang the laundry out if it is nice outside, not that I would expect him to do that. But there are some things that will shrink in the dryer. 100% cotton shirts will shrink. My good blouse will not only shrink, but be very wrinkled tangled up in the towels in the dryer. Now it will not button around me. I mean, it will, sort of, but it leaves gaps between the buttons. And the white shirt with the stain, well, that will be a forever stain now that it has been set with the heat of the dryer. His shirts shrank a little, too. But I have to admit that I really don't care about his shirts right now.
He was not here when I woke up. A text awaited my attention. "New Orleans to get a list and trees installed on my truck be home after while love you" Are you scratching your head and wondering what this means? Me, too. So I texted his text back to him and got this: "Going to get Remote launch row". He does the voice thing when he texts while driving. Perhaps he should just wait and text, or CALL me. I knew it had something to do with a new gadget for his truck, but he should not have to go all the way to New Orleans to get it. So, as I sip coffee and fold laundry I am mumbling city names that sound like New Orleans.
Being married to HeWho is challenging. Like a lifelong puzzle to solve. Just about the time you think you have the solution, another "clue" throws you off.