we're having the family over for a cookout at 5pm today so this will be short and probably not sweet.
yesterday the hubs and i went to pick up his truck (he got an old used truck to do man-stuff w/. hauling stuff to the dump, picking up project stuff at lowe's etc.). though he got it for a steal it turned out there were a few things (radiator, brakes, lights) you know, LITTLE things, that needed fixed : ) so he finally got it back yesterday and today he and the bro are hauling stuff and doing man things. he's like a kid in a candy store. too cute.
we also went to breakfast, not kids butting in to the conversation...amazing and then did some other stuff i will not mention until i had to leave for the funeral.
that, my friends, was a cluster fuck of the millionth degree. i was feeling smug with myself as i left the house because we'd plugged the address into the gps and i was going to be 15 mins early. yeah i was hot shit. so, five minutes before i got there i realized we'd plugged in the address to where the viewing was the night before, not where the funeral service was to be. and the church is in serious bum fuck egypt. i'm not kidding. i tried to follow the mapquest directions i had to the church, but they were directions from my office, not from where i was. this place was so far in bfe the gps did not recognize the name of the road i needed to be on. i drove around for almost an hour and a half. i called the hubs to get mapquest directions from where i was to where i needed to be. the internet was down. he finally got me directions, said i should be there in 15 mins. well, the roads on that mapquest directions also may not exist. somehow i FINALLY got there, literally at the graveside for the last 2 seconds. i was wearing awful shoes w/ heels (something i NEVER do) and they were sinking like ships into the grass. it was a sucktastic thing all around.
(did i say this was going to be short? ha)
anyway, there are other posts to come because this whole situation, plus one going on with my brother-in-law who really is sick and in the hospital, has given me a serious wake up call. i'm having a hard time with the whole bit about being perfectly fine and then getting wiped out in the blink of an eye and also w/ being told (as in my BIL's case) you have a year to live. talk about putting shit in perspective.