Last Day of Post It's

It was another dark morning as I peeked out the front door.  Funny how that happens.  Mostly that's to make the "smell" check.  Twice this week it's been there ... the dreaded odiferous eau de skunk.  Thank goodness I haven't found any more holes in my back fence.  Killing all the grass seems to have gotten ridden of the beetles that lay eggs that turn into grubs.  Apparently that is what they are after ... dinner.

Thankfully, this is the last day of staring at my post it wall, trying to remember absolute everything I need to pack.  Truthfully, my wall is not this bad ... it's my kitchen counter.  One by one they are ending up in the trash and I make up new lists.  I'm an accountant after all ... we do that stuff unconsciously!  

I made it to the grocery store to pick up the last of the group breakfast items.  I almost forgot my hash browns to make funeral potatoes to go with the bbq pork loin dinner.  Fitting, don't you think?  This rally may just be the death of me!  I literally ran all the way across the store and back to get them!

Here's my lunch and dinner for the next two days.  Let me just say that they look NOTHING like the picture.  I'm pretty sure there is only essence of beef because you certainly can't see anything but refried beans.  I choked one down last night and now have seven more to eat.  It would be such a shame if they didn't fit in the tiny rig freezer.

Between fuel and food I dropped a whopping $350 in one hour.  I think that's a record.  Back home, I continued to pack, making pretty good progress.  You can actually see the table now.

This is where I'm heading tomorrow morning.  It looks like the low today and tomorrow is 38 degrees, with a high of 55 both days, so any snow and ice should melt away.  Thank you to everyone for the prayers.  They are WORKING!!!

I'm happy to say that the football player Damar Hamlin, who also puts on a toy run of epic proportions for less fortunate children, is awake now.  He asked the doctors who won the game.  They said HE did.  He is squeezing the hands of loved ones and responding to simple tasks like raise your right arm.  His age and his fitness level have saved his life.  Hopefully he continues to improve.

It is rather interesting to see person after person praying for his recovery (even on television), including the entire team on the field.  Not too long ago, a football coach was fired for praying with his team.  It appears the NFL is holding their tongue.

Anyhoo ... I'll be skipping the blog tomorrow morning and try to catch up in the evening when I arrive at my first destination.  It's going to be a LONG day!!