Think Roger & I need a refresher course as to why we 'have the best job in the world!'
Although we grumbled at the delayed departure, it did give us the opportunity to take in the Carl Albert Middle School Pom Squad tryouts. Now I know that this may not make the list of "most important things in life", but it does if your granddaughter is trying out! Not sure who was most nervous - her Dad or me! It sure wasn't Hunter, for she performed like a pro - and was only one of three incoming 6th graders to make the squad! Oh, are we proud of her and happy for her. I told her Dad that I had never seen anyone more 'anxious' to spend money, as he paced the floor waiting to hear who had 'made it'.
This should make her transition into middle school a lot easier. She told us one day - after the 5th graders went for a tour of the middle school - that she was going to be "an ant among the giants!" She's still going to be an 'ant' - weighing in at all of 55 lbs. - but now she will be acquainted and comfortable with girls in all grades. Another good thing is all the adult eyes (teachers, sponsors, administrators) that will be watching to make sure her grades, etc. are where they are supposed to be.
Grandson Nick snapped back from his flu & strep to make the Scout sleepover at the Omniplex before we left. Before we left Randy made a skateboard ramp for Wesley. My one request is that he not kill himself on it!
SO, back to our departure. Within an hour after getting home Friday (after the pom tryouts) I was hit with the stomach flu, making for a very rough night, and leaving me weak as a kitten. But Roger was determined we were going to get on the road Saturday! So he goes out to finish loading the trailer, only to find the heat wasn't working! We still had propane, so he heads over to Leisure Time RV to see if they can locate the problem, since they had just (supposedly) 'fixed it!'
He had to come back and get the trailer, but - thankfully - they did agree to look at it and found that their repairman had installed the propane regulater backwards, and kinked the line in the process. So, with that problem solved, we threw the last items in the trailer and pulled out about 1:00 p.m.
Lots of new 'learning curves' this year, with settling in to a new trailer and being deemed a 'commercial rig' - just like a semi! We made it to Amarillo and Roger was a trooper and did most of the settling in, for I was exhausted and still not feeling well. Roger made do with a bowl of soup, for my stomach wasn't up to anything stronger.
Much better this morning (Sunday), but with the time change it was 9:45 before we managed to get our act together and get on the road.
Just crossed the border in to New Mexico and hit our first 'weigh station'! They motioned for us to pull over to the parking area, and Roger took his 'log' book and headed over to the building, only to find he needed the truck registration papers. I handed him the notebook I thought they were in - and, of course, they weren't. So it only took three trips back and forth (and standing in line) to find out that all they wanted was him to pay an additional 'fuel tax'. Ok. So he hands him our company P-card to pay, and they tell him there is a $7.95 charge for using plastic! He had no choice, as we are required to pay all expenses on the P-card, but that does seem like a true case of highway robbery!
The timing was good though, for right about that time, the stomach bug hit Roger! We made it on to Gallup, but it made for a rough day for Roger . . . and a lot of stops.
SO, tell us again how great our job is!?!? Not at times like this, for sure.
The country is sure different from the East and we were reminded just how beautiful the difference can be. The weather is still chilly; we even hit a snow shower west of Albuquerque. Driving through the lava beds around Grants, New Mexico reminds us that this area once had volcanic activity. Pulled into Gallup for the night. It was soup again for supper tonight, as this time Roger's tummy couldn't handle anything more. At least we're suffering together!
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