Are We There Yet?
So The Man says he is picking us up at 3:00 in the afternoon and we’d better be ready to go. He just has to finish washing the boat and then he’ll be over because he doesn’t want it to be dark when he gets to the condo. I rolled my eyes and said I’d be packed and ready to go by 3. After 12 years with The Man I know how this will go.
3:00 comes and goes. By 6:00, I’ve met a new neighbor, pulled some weeds outside, finished all the laundry and mopped the kitchen floor. The bags are packed and sitting by the door. The Kid is running to the door whenever the dog barks just hoping that it’s her Daddy is pulling up.
9:45 PM and we are on our way but still we need to stop at the Get-n-Go to fill up the truck and the boat with gas. Oh yes, and The Man says needs to go back to his house and grab some clothes. What? FINE.
12:45 AM and we pull up to our Edgewater Condo. The Kid bolts upright from her deep sleep in the backseat and jumps from the truck. We have arrived at our summer weekend haven.