Eight Shirts

 

That's what I need to get through this week. 

I order eight new ones and stack them up. 

When they are gone this marathon week is over. 

You see, tomorrow starts 

Dayton Fair Week. 

Otherwise known as 

Will you still be standing when this is over? 

Sometimes the prep is worse than the actual week. 

So 

here is how today went. 

Let's back up to two days ago 

to 

The Injury.

John did something to his leg, 

which threw us into 

lost day at the ER

and a huge upheaval of what we had planned. 

You know the saying

When we plan, God laughs. 

So today. 

When the injury happened, 

the hot tub was empty. 

It needed cleaned.. 

That was yesterday.

I cleaned it, 

in the morning, 

early, 

and it was a cold job. 

Apparently, I didn't get the filter put back together right. 

Which brings us to this morning. 

It was empty

and

at that point we were not sure that the pumps 

had not been damaged. 

So I start refilling, 

nervous. 

I set the timer on my phone so that in the event

that my day goes awry

I don't come home at ten tonight to a flooded 

neighborhood and a huge water bill. 

and I go to work. 

I have to open the shop 

and 

meet the UPS man 

and put roasters of pork on at the fair

and 

and 

and...

Somewhere in there I managed to check the 

hot tub and no damage done. 

Whew!  

At work, 

three calls from the boys. 

Logan won't get ready, 

Logan won't get ready

and then 

Logan calls. 

"My tooth broke again (see previous post) 

and I can't walk to the shop with a broken tooth" 

Back in the truck to go and get the boys. 

( I have been driving the truck since the injury, 

it is the only vehicle that I can get the patient in" 

Sausage delivery

Several hundred pounds put away. 

Unhappy people at the fairgrounds over silly stuff. 

Did I mention that the patient is not happy either today? 

Then the saga of the medical records that the hospital might have 

sent to the doctors office 

IF

you could actually get a real person on the phone. 

I finally get a real person 

after five phone calls

and she assures me that she sent them to the doctor

YESTERDAY. 

I assumed that was a lie to get me off the phone

because I hadn't called for them 

until today. 

We leave for the doctor after 

we lose the crutches

and 

manage to stop at a convenience store for 

a snack/lunch 

and that is when I realize that my debit card has expired 

and I never got a new one. 

That problem is not solved yet. 

But the laugh of the day occured later. 

Home from the doctor, 

closed the shop in Smicksburg

head to Genesis to do some 

paperwork for the fair

and then to the house to get a paintbrush

when I see the boys in the yard looking at something

When I inquire, they tell me it is a ground mole. 

Logan has a golf club ready to "take care" of it. 

Tyler wants to shelter it. 

I am siding for Logan. 

They have become a nuisance this year. 

Logan finally whacks it and kills it quick. 

Tyler runs to the porch devastated. 

Logan bends over to examine his kill and says, 

"Hey are those balls on that thing?"

Kids.