This weekend marks the second time I leave Mom and Dad for a vacation. For the last week or so Dad keeps asking me when I'm going away. Once again my brother is coming up to stay the long weekend. Half jokingly I gave him a list of things that he can do this weekend. All little tasks I get out of for the moment. Little things like haircuts. Dad goes to a barber in town who only accepts cash. Mom goes to Supercuts in one of the Wal-Mart's several towns over. Friday is Dad's bi-weekly protime test at Dr. Biswa's office. PJ has heard so much about Dr. Biswas and now gets to meet him and see how the routine is done. There's food shopping to be done. With Mom's congestive heart failure limiting her diet to 2000 milligrams of salt a day, that cuts out virtually anything processed you would buy in the supermarket. So just about everything we make is from scratch. Then there are the animals to look after, Loki, Fritz and now the chickens. PJ asked, with regards to the chickens, "I just have to open the coop door in the morning, close it at night, make sure they have food and water and get the eggs right?" Yes, that's all you have to do. It's a cakewalk.
I'm sure I will have lists for this and that when he shows up on Friday. Either way, the world isn't going to end while I'm gone. Instead it will merely take a respite for a few days and then return to normal when I get back.
I'm sure I will have lists for this and that when he shows up on Friday. Either way, the world isn't going to end while I'm gone. Instead it will merely take a respite for a few days and then return to normal when I get back.
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