September 20 - “Canceled”

Well, then. Early start to a very busy day. We both took the walk this time, and I could sure feel this one in my errant hip. Guess it was just tuning up for the afternoon doctor’s visit.

 

When we got back to the house, Chris immediately kicked into high gear. Her first task, water the new azalea bushes she’s trying to get to take in the front yard. From there, it was finish the last load of laundry and dig in with the packing. I had three other tasks. Figure out how to pay one of our bills online. Figure out how to enter our info into the Entering Canada app. Go to Randall’s to get a few prescriptions. After all our tasks were complete we could then head to League City for the doc appointment. Or so we thought.

 

All the prep stuff went well. Everything fell into place nicely. Corey and Janell came over to say goodbye and to assure us they would look after the house. And as Chris was finishing up packing the last suitcase … the phone rang. UTMB. We assumed it was her doctor calling. We’ve been trying to get the results of her sleep study (My guess is … “Inconclusive“). But no. It was for me. Seems the hip doc just went home from the clinic sick. No appointment today after all. Reschedule for the end of October. Wonderful.

 

Actually, it wasn’t really bad news. Oh, it does mean I’ll have to live with the hip pain for another month or so, but I’ll handle that. The funny thing was, Chris visible relaxed. She seemed to melt into enjoyment mode all of a sudden. No more deadline. I was even able to finish part of the episode of Halloween Wars I was watching on the Food Channel. We were on the road by 1:15.

 

And it was a good thing we left so soon. As it turned out, we faced not one but two serious detours on the interstate. The first wasn’t so bad. We were sent down a back road that was quite scenic and wooded. Great shade from the afternoon sun. But then … the second problem area popped up. Construction. Traffic was backed up for miles. And the little Siri voice from the GPS on Chris’ phone kept insisting, “you’re still on the fastest route.”  Thank you.

 

We finally pulled into the Huntley’s driveway around seven. Several hours of catching up later (and after munching on some yummy cookies), we hit the sack. Long day.

 

Zephaniah 3:17 says, “The Lord your God is with you, the Mighty Warrior who saves. He will take great delight in you; in his love he will no longer rebuke you, but will rejoice over you with singing.”

 

Father, thank you for safety through all that traffic. Please bless the Huntley’s hospitality, and wrap your arms around Kay and the kids today at the funeral. Amen.