The weekend has been very busy.
Friday morning I was barely awake when I got a call from the hospital saying that JJ could have his port out that very day if he wanted to. He also could choose to have a twilight anesthesia when the port was taken out or to be awake and just have the actual area numbed. I felt those were decisions that JJ should make so I woke him up and handed him the phone. He wasn’t mentally prepared for the procedure that day so he scheduled it for June 23. Also, he wants to be twilighted. I mean, seriously, who wants to be awake when their body is opened and a port pulled out? Shudder.
EJ has begun working four ten-hour days and getting Fridays off. So Friday we went to a Menards store in the Emerald City to buy some tile because the rain runs down our steep driveway and erodes it so that there are widening gullies on either side. I think it’s sort of scary to drive. The tile lets the water drain away safely. A few years ago I asked why it’s called “tile” when it’s actually plastic tubing that looks nothing like tile, and EJ told me that in the olden days it was actually tile.
At the store we also looked at shelving for the books in our library. We considered the options and decided that shelves and bookcases are much, much too expensive, so we are going to make our own. We didn’t buy any supplies today because the tile took up all the room in the Buggy (Xterra).
After we got home, JJ helped EJ position the tile along the driveway. Monday EJ plans to call an excavation place and ask them to haul in gravel for the driveway.
Saturday we had to wait for a delivery, but afterwards EJ and I drove down to our old house. JJ couldn’t go because he had to work. Neither EJ nor I wanted to spend the night, so when we got to the house we mowed the lawn, loaded up the Buggy, and headed back up. We heard that there were bad storms–and even tornado warnings–in the area, but we encountered very little rain on our way home.
On this trip, we were able to get all but one of my potted plants–I’m so glad I have my cacti safely north. I had originally bought them in tiny pots from Walmart and now they are huge! We also brought up the missing parts of JJ’s bed, some boxes of food, some clothing, our small vacuum cleaner (which isn’t great but it’s better than nothing), a few more boxes of books, some of EJ’s tools, and our push lawn mower. We still have lots to bring up from the old house. I don’t know how we will ever get it all up here. We are taking another trip south next week, and EJ’s sister’s family is going to help us move more things the following week. I’ll be so glad when we are done with the weekend trips to the old place.
This morning we had to go to the hardware store to get a few things so EJ could hook up the washer and dryer. It was a misty, moisty day and the lake we drove by was very beautiful. As we were paying for our purchases at the store, we mentioned that we had just moved to the area–and EJ named the road we live on. The cashier asked, “So where exactly on that road do you live?” When we told her, she said that she lives just a couple of houses down from us. She’s our neighbor. We all introduced ourselves. She is the second neighbor we have met.
When we got home, EJ hooked up the washer and dryer. Yeah! In our old house we had a stackable washer/dryer in the downstairs bathroom. There was no room for the laundry baskets, so we stored them in the bathtub and took them out whenever one of us took a shower. In this new house, I actually have a real laundry room off the kitchen, and there are shelves and space for laundry baskets. I absolutely love it! I don’t love the color, but we can paint it later.
While EJ was hooking up the washer/dryer and working on other tasks in his wonderful garage shop, I used tape to mark off areas around doors, windows, and every other area where we don’t want paint when we paint the living room. I can’t wait to start painting. I really don’t like the dark blue color.
A little later I drove to the local grocery store to pick up a few things. JJ arrived home just a few minutes before I did. He said he saw the monster spider on our front porch. He agreed that it was so big we’d have to shoot it. I think I am going to name it Shelob after the spider that attacked Frodo in The Lord of the Rings. I hate spiders.