Posted 12/18/2017
Tucson isn't that far from New Mexico, not to someone who enjoys taking long car rides where there's time to think and not a lot of distractions or interruptions; and when there is someone dearly loved only a short few hours away, all the better.
So the day after Thanksgiving was an excellent time to jump in the rental car and head to Glorietta.
It's been far too long since I spent some quality time with Jan. My excuse has always been that there's so much to do at home: the kids, the cars, the house, all the schedules and chores and projects that don't seem to let up. But here was a golden opportunity staring me in the face - a weekend with some time I could dedicate to her.
The trip was lovely, with all the beautiful open country between Tucson and Santa Fe, a good seven or eight hours of uninterrupted solitude to sit and listen to the humming of the road and think through life and daydream about the past and the future and everything in-between, and then arrive in an amazing place like Glorietta with so much beauty just waiting to be appreciated.
I arrived at the wrong time, of course: Jan and Caleb and Rebekah were out at the movie theater. But I was able to get into the compound (with Jan's help) and find her house and take all my stuff inside and relax after the long drive and sit quietly to wait for their imminent arrival.
And they arrived. And we had a fun time visiting and eating dinner and watching sappy movies on the Hallmark channel and listening to Caleb play guitar and then it was time for bed.
And the next day, Rebekah got up early and drove home. Jan and I hiked through the camp. Then, after a bit of rest, Jan and Caleb and I went to Frankie's diner for a very yummy brunch.
Afterward, we worked on mounting Jan's washer and dryer on the drawer stands until it was time for Caleb to depart as well. Then Jan and I went to the hardware store to pick up some things for the dryer vent installation (because now that the dryer was raised up a few inches, it needed one of those angled connectors) and finished it up.
After all that work, it was time for dinner (salsa chicken) and some more Hallmark Channel movies (bring your hanky!) ...
... and then Cheryl called and it was time for our Bible study before bed.
On Sunday, Jan was still coughing (she'd been coughing the whole weekend), so we did "church" remotely via Internet, talked up a storm, and then it was time for me to skedaddle back to Tucson.
Another long, thoughtful drive (Jan always gives me a lot to think about) and I was back in the motel again, skyping with the family and feeling lonely again.
I can't wait to get home.
So the day after Thanksgiving was an excellent time to jump in the rental car and head to Glorietta.
It's been far too long since I spent some quality time with Jan. My excuse has always been that there's so much to do at home: the kids, the cars, the house, all the schedules and chores and projects that don't seem to let up. But here was a golden opportunity staring me in the face - a weekend with some time I could dedicate to her.
The trip was lovely, with all the beautiful open country between Tucson and Santa Fe, a good seven or eight hours of uninterrupted solitude to sit and listen to the humming of the road and think through life and daydream about the past and the future and everything in-between, and then arrive in an amazing place like Glorietta with so much beauty just waiting to be appreciated.
I arrived at the wrong time, of course: Jan and Caleb and Rebekah were out at the movie theater. But I was able to get into the compound (with Jan's help) and find her house and take all my stuff inside and relax after the long drive and sit quietly to wait for their imminent arrival.
And they arrived. And we had a fun time visiting and eating dinner and watching sappy movies on the Hallmark channel and listening to Caleb play guitar and then it was time for bed.
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| Caleb and Rebekah Relaxing |
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| Frankie's Casanova Southwestern Grill |
Afterward, we worked on mounting Jan's washer and dryer on the drawer stands until it was time for Caleb to depart as well. Then Jan and I went to the hardware store to pick up some things for the dryer vent installation (because now that the dryer was raised up a few inches, it needed one of those angled connectors) and finished it up.
After all that work, it was time for dinner (salsa chicken) and some more Hallmark Channel movies (bring your hanky!) ...
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| Jan Multi-tasks the phone and the Hallmark Channel |
... and then Cheryl called and it was time for our Bible study before bed.
On Sunday, Jan was still coughing (she'd been coughing the whole weekend), so we did "church" remotely via Internet, talked up a storm, and then it was time for me to skedaddle back to Tucson.
Another long, thoughtful drive (Jan always gives me a lot to think about) and I was back in the motel again, skyping with the family and feeling lonely again.
I can't wait to get home.
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