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The adventure of military standby flight and my parent's navigation skills -- iPhones surely have turn by turn navigation now, right? I do not understand.... -- had them at our door at 7:30 pm. Christine "talked them in" the last few miles.
I'd gotten quite overheated during the day, highs of 88 and oh how i miss our shade tree, so we were sitting out on the deck enjoying the cool evening air. In our dry summers, the temperature does fall off quite quickly. For Mom and Dad, it was too cool. Apparently, the carrier was not particularly insulated, and they were freezing. When we held hands around the dinner table their hands were icy, still, and my feet were still radiating the day's heat.
This morning i walked out in the dawn light to make tea, certain that they would be awake. Ah, not only awake, but gone at 5:40 am. And some of the dishes had been washed up, and the camping & sleeping gear we were loaning them was gone.
I hit speed dial for my mom, and got my sister. I'd forgotten speed dial goes to their land line. She filled me in on the news that Mom had been up since 3 (pacific time, i hope), that they'd slept well, and that they were on their way to Santa Cruz. I do hope they were comfortable: our life in small spaces never seems to really agree with them. Unfortunately, our current home has even less privacy for guests than previous places.
I checked in with my folks next, and they were at some McDonalds. "It was so beautiful, but dark," Mom said of the drive to Santa Cruz. Christine muttered something about needing to wait for sunrises.
Given that my Dad has postponed his cataract surgery, and Mom's glasses were left on our deck, i'm hoping everyone drives safely.
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Yesterday, after my reflective writing, i spent an intense work morning, and then began house cleaning. I'd taken the half day, and i figured even if they weren't here, i could stand the break. One issue to address was the microfiber slipcovers for the chairs we have. Edward, in particular, considers the chairs his, and lo, the cat hair. I vacuumed -- that pilled some of the cat hair, but more from the brush's effect than the vacuum. I used a lint roller, three or four sheets before i realized how futile it would be. Finally, i took them over to the laundry with those drier sheet things and ran them through with no heat. WOW! That was incredibly effective!
I read through much of the heat of the day, finishing Nancy Kress' suspense thriller Oaths and Miracles after my folks went to sleep. I did not find it quite as "terrifying" as the New York Times. I think the long reveal on the biotech threat didn't build up suspense for me. Engaging and rewarding though: the FBI agent is a doodler, and i loved the doodles.
I'd gotten quite overheated during the day, highs of 88 and oh how i miss our shade tree, so we were sitting out on the deck enjoying the cool evening air. In our dry summers, the temperature does fall off quite quickly. For Mom and Dad, it was too cool. Apparently, the carrier was not particularly insulated, and they were freezing. When we held hands around the dinner table their hands were icy, still, and my feet were still radiating the day's heat.
This morning i walked out in the dawn light to make tea, certain that they would be awake. Ah, not only awake, but gone at 5:40 am. And some of the dishes had been washed up, and the camping & sleeping gear we were loaning them was gone.
I hit speed dial for my mom, and got my sister. I'd forgotten speed dial goes to their land line. She filled me in on the news that Mom had been up since 3 (pacific time, i hope), that they'd slept well, and that they were on their way to Santa Cruz. I do hope they were comfortable: our life in small spaces never seems to really agree with them. Unfortunately, our current home has even less privacy for guests than previous places.
I checked in with my folks next, and they were at some McDonalds. "It was so beautiful, but dark," Mom said of the drive to Santa Cruz. Christine muttered something about needing to wait for sunrises.
Given that my Dad has postponed his cataract surgery, and Mom's glasses were left on our deck, i'm hoping everyone drives safely.
--==∞==--
Yesterday, after my reflective writing, i spent an intense work morning, and then began house cleaning. I'd taken the half day, and i figured even if they weren't here, i could stand the break. One issue to address was the microfiber slipcovers for the chairs we have. Edward, in particular, considers the chairs his, and lo, the cat hair. I vacuumed -- that pilled some of the cat hair, but more from the brush's effect than the vacuum. I used a lint roller, three or four sheets before i realized how futile it would be. Finally, i took them over to the laundry with those drier sheet things and ran them through with no heat. WOW! That was incredibly effective!
I read through much of the heat of the day, finishing Nancy Kress' suspense thriller Oaths and Miracles after my folks went to sleep. I did not find it quite as "terrifying" as the New York Times. I think the long reveal on the biotech threat didn't build up suspense for me. Engaging and rewarding though: the FBI agent is a doodler, and i loved the doodles.
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