|Halfway through our 3-night stay here at our home base in Franklin, Tennessee
Wednesday night as we did the mental gymnastics of what time we needed to depart J P Coleman to enable us to get to Lewisburg, Tennessee for our 1:00 PM schedule for hair treatments, I drew from my memory bank that GyPSy Lady had told me that it would be a 5-hour trip.
Hence I set the alarm for 6:30 to make sure that we were rolling by 8:00 AM. As we got a-ways up the road & the Lady was showing our ETA as just a few minutes after 11:00, I began pondering the 1:00 PM versus the now 11:00.
Then & only then did I realize that I had gotten confused about the time for our run yesterday versus our run Sunday from here to the Lexington, Kentucky area. THAT one will be five hours.
Just too many things for this mind of mine to deal with anymore. If I get ahead of myself, it comes back to bite me in my confusion.
Enroute across Highway 72 in Alabama, we encountered a tractor trailer hauling a load of carpet that had run off a sharp embankment into the median, with the tractor of the rig literally landing on the top of its cab.......greasy side up The comment on the CB was that the driver did not make it out alive.
With the early arrival at Lewisburg & the consequential early departure from there, we arrived here in the Franklin area about 4:00 PM, in plenty of time for us to meet Brian, Heather, Micah, Joelle & Izzabel Kate for dinner at one of my favorite casual diners, Jason's Deli. I love their salad bar; I made up for the absence since we were in this area in March.
We enjoyed the visit with them for awhile, with plans to see them again tomorrow night.
As we came north on I-65, we briefly detoured to grab the mail that had accumulated in our P O box.
Our mail situation is working out well. To recap, our first priority is to get all significant info on email or website retrieval. Second priority, to be used only in absolute-necessity cases, is to have mail delivered to Brian's home; third priority is to have all other mail delivered to our P O box where it sits until we are through town to pick it up.
Knock on wood, we have not had any problems yet with anything being late, etc, because of the mail arrangements. We do end-up with LOTS of junk mail in the box. It is fun time when we delve into the bag of mail to see what Postal Santa has left us; to find the few nuggets amongst all of the lumps of coal that are there.
Today was a day to take care of some errands........deposit some checks that had arrived in the mail, get the tags for the bus renewed & find-out how we could get the Jeep emissions-inspected for its March renewal while we are on the road, buy some new area rugs for the bus, take care of the paperwork at our insurance agent's office to change the bank account from which our monthly premium is drafted, return some mail to the post office that had been put into our P O box in error.
In between the errands, we remembered something that we had forgotten & had to swing back by the bus. When we did, the refrigerator was beeping to indicate that something was amiss. By process of elimination, I determined that the house batteries had gotten too weak to power the 'frig on propane mode.
We resolved the 'frig problem by running the generator for an hour or so to recharge the batteries, but the bigger issue was why the batteries had drained so low. I'm getting a sneaking suspicion that I may be replacing the four deep-cycle house batteries real soon.
After all errands were finished, Vicki & I went north of Nashville to Springfield to visit with her parents. Her Dad particularly has been having a series of health problems, being at one doctor or another seemingly every other day. We knew that he had a doctor's appointment this afternoon for problems that he had yesterday.
When we were at home in March, he did not look in the best of health. We were concerned about what condition he would be in now, but to our very pleasant surprise, he looked much better than he did in March.....still having problems, but he looked well.
He celebrated his 80th birthday last August & he still attempts to work as a furniture repairman as much as his health allows. This has been an ongoing issue for us, but as with most all parents, it is difficult to have them do what we wish they do most times.
Surely Vicki & I will not be so stubborn in our later years...........sounds good for now!!!!
As we drove about today, we caught ourselves a couple of different times doing here in our home area exactly what we have done in so many other areas recently.......driving, wandering, gazing, commenting, just having 20/20 vision of all the things that are around us.
It is so amazing what we see when we look as though we are on a new street or road, using the destination as just an excuse to see what lies between point A & point B.......try it, you might see something new.