A weekend of waiting, calling, doing things then calling again.
We worked the Fresh Air Friday meeting BBQ. Every week we pass the hat so once a month we can offer a BBQ. Last year the owner of the BBQ itself left, and G decided the meeting needed to own its own grill. This year we will keep it in the garage between feasts. G shops for the meat, cheese, buns, condiments, and hot dogs from the meeting funds. I bring lettuce, tomatoe, and sliced red onion.
Saturday morning we cleaned the grill at our local car wash and called.
Sunday, after calling, we saw “Maleficent.” Lots of fun.
More calls. Back east, it appears the mother-in-law has arrived and taken charge. Our family is moving to a motel. Out here, Beth got five years’ probation and an appallingly big fine. No court ordered AA. We were disappointed about that.
Life returns to normal here. G works and I clean up after myself.