I know I’ve said this before, but whatever I have planned for each day NEVER works out – therefore, I’m going to stop planning. Take today for example.
Ted announced he was going kayaking again, and I didn’t even blink. I calmly said, “Have fun, my sweet”, poured my second cup of coffee, walked back out on the deck, picked up my book, and started reading. Even when he added that he was going to blow up the kayak BEFORE he left the condo and carry all 40 lbs. of it down the hill (he ROLLED it down before), I kept myself firmly planted in the deck chair. It was a beautiful thing to see – me, being cool about Ted kayaking. He was so proud of me.
So . . instead of reading, I got up and started cleaning house – which is always SO much easier when no one’s around. I cleaned a little, read comments on the 911 blog, commented back, did some Facebook chatting, then cleaned a little more. Ted called to tell me where he was on the water, and I asked him to call me back when he was on dry land.
When he did call back, he said, “Why don’t you come down to the Pony, and let’s eat lunch out on the back patio?”
I was changing clothes before he had even flipped his phone shut.
I rode my bike downtown – to get there faster – and found Ted already outside at the Pink Pony, downing one glass of ice water after another. I ordered a beer (it was five o’clock somewhere), and then we both ordered hot wings for lunch. It was so great to be downtown on a beautiful August day in one of my favorite places! So many good memories at the Chippewa and Pink Pony!
I never did get back to my book. After lunch I stopped at the bookstore for a newspaper, went by the bank, picked up the mail at the post office, and got some bananas at Doud’s. Then I rode my bike up Turkey Hill . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ok, ok, I was trying to see if you were paying attention. I WALKED my bike up Turkey Hill – very, very slowly . . . then rode the rest of the way home – even took one of the trails through the woods and didn’t fall off or anything.
Oh, Ted left his kayak downtown at a friend’s house. Yeah!!! No more drama going up and down the hill!
Did I ever mention how much I LOVE this island . . . . even when nothing goes as planned!