It's hard to believe that September is almost over. I've not been able to spend much time on the blog.
The month started out with the in-laws moving in for two weeks. I say moving in because a weekend is a visit or even a week but two weeks is too much. This proved to be a mixed blessing. On one hand the MIL helped put up a bunch of peaches and tomatoes. They also tore out and installed new floor in my back room. On the other hand two weeks.
I've come to the conclusion that my wife lies to me. She knows I hate having her folks come and do projects. She also knows I hate having them here for a long period of time. It seems to me that she originally told me they'd be here for "about a week" and the only project was installing a new dishwasher. A fortnight and a new floor, new front storm door, new garage door jam, dishwasher install and my FIL working up my garden latter and they left.
I wasn't around for almost the entire time. I don't know if Mrs Ipsa conspired with my boss or not, but we have been shorthanded at work and I logged somewhere in the vicinity of 50 hours of overtime during the two weeks the in laws took over.
I'll take the OT, I need the money, and the new floor, it looks good.
Last week I took a three day weekend and the family (my side this time) went on a "camping" trip in Colorado. Note to Waterboy: Mrs Ipsa reminded me as we were passing your house that I still have freezer bags that belong to Water Girl, from a shipment of tamales I picked up last visit. I'd be happy to mail them back to you.
The camping trip went well. A good time was had by all, especially all the kids who got to play with their cousins.
God was especially kind to my family this trip. There were 5 traffic incidents that we narrowly avoided which would have been vary serious. Divine Providence is a great blessing.
I don't think I mentioned this but I managed to spend a morning in traffic court too. I'm fighting a ticket. After spending nearly the entire morning listening to a worn out judge go case by case through a docket of dismay, repeating verbatim the same reading of charges and taking pleas, I was called. I affirmed that I was the respondent and then I said, "Your honor, I wave reading, I'm pleading not guilty and will be representing myself". The look on the judges face that he wasn't going to have to re-read the traffic code for the 27th time that morning was priceless. I wish I had the presences of mind to say, "Your honor, I'm prepared to argue on the merits but, I've not had a speeding ticket in 18 years and I was hoping to preserve my record". Had I said that, right then, I'm 99% certain that I would have had the ticket dismissed. As it is they bound me over for trial in December.
We finally got a new guy hired at work. This week the boss is going out of town. I'm back to working six 10.5 to 12 hour days. Which worked out well since my folks followed us back form Colorado for a visit. They stayed 5 days and left this morning.
Hunting season is just days away. The dog isn't ready. I have no ammo loaded. I've not checked the zero on any of my guns. I need to clean the truck, the garage, my shop, etc.
I can't tell how much of this post is an update and how much is me venting. I've been very blessed. More than I deserve.
My arm is still messed up from last months misadventure at the gym. Which means I've not lost any more weight. Then again I have plenty of food. I rediscovered how much I hate driving in traffic. We were able to take not one but two family mini-vacations this year. I've been working more than I'd like. I got to avoid a house full of relatives. More importantly I have a job, lots of good men don't. My family annoys me (both sides FWIW). They are all still alive and able to get around to visit. I'm wasting time in court on a ticket. I have access to a semi-fair legal system.
Every area of my life that I might potentially complain about has an area of blessing. God preserved me and my family from harm on the roads last weekend. He preserves, protects and provides every day in ways that I don't notice until I start to complain. Then I am humbled. In my discomfort I am more blessed than most of the people that have ever lived on this earth.
"The Lord is my portion, says my soul". Thank you Lord for blessing ungrateful fools, which I have been. You have blessed me for more than 40 years. Truly you are worthy of honor, glory and praise. Please accept mine.