We woke to gray skies to our east and expected to hit the outer bands of Isaac but we never got a drop of rain.
We drove the last bit of the trip without incident and pulled into a campground that is closer to home than Rayford. They are in holiday weekend mode with minimum stay and maximum pay in effect. We only needed one night.
We loaded up the truck and came home for my car. The only thing different I noticed in the neighborhood was all the flowers the new people planted at Chris' parents old house. He and all his stuff were already gone. I just need to get my mailbox key back. He was anxious to get home to their new house. All the moving happened just as we were leaving.
Of course my neighbor Gayle and Gracie's son Robert who lived with her and Dick died in our absence, just two of the nine deaths that happened over the last three months.
We emptied out the trailer and it boggles my mind to see how much we had with us. I cleaned everything but left the refrigerator and kitchen floor until the next morning. While I was home with lots to put away, Ted went back to wash the trailer.
We finished up the next morning and backed her into her storage spot. It will be January before she comes out again to head to Mission, TX.
I did three loads of laundry, got checks ready for two banks, notified the water company and our EZ Pass that our expiration date had changed on our credit card, paid some bills, sent some cards, activated Ted's gift card from his new Verizon phone, made myself hair and doctor appointments and went through a lot of mail that was stacked on my desk. Both our car tag renewals were in the mail and need to be put on the car and truck. Ted's expired yesterday!
Today I want to hit the nail salon, go to church and visit Carol who had some surgery earlier this week. We have no big plans for Labor Day except to rest up and get acclimated to being home.
There's nothing half so pleasant as coming home again ~ Margaret Elizabeth Sangster