Now that title could be taken in sooo many ways! First of all, if you know me or my family, you already know that we are loaded with nuts! It isn’t too hard to find one in the group. But now that I have your attention, let me explain the real story behind that statement.
Doc has spent the last three years or so, building a cabin in the woods. He is a free spirit, and his release, his unwind time is spent in the quiet with no phone no electricity, etc. Most of my kids and some friends might think they would die without their “connections”, but I have tried it and it actually works!!! Some of the people that we know find it a little odd that Doc heads to his cabin, often alone for his down time. Honestly, it works for me. If I go with him, we both relax and enjoy the quiet and slow pace. If he goes alone, we still relax and enjoy, just in different places.
Anyway, both went a couple of weekends ago. Not to relax, but to get some work done that was holding up other work getting done. So it was eighteen hours of work with relaxing dinners and quiet mornings. So, in the process of prepping the kitchen area for painting, I took everything off the counters and moved it all to the table in the main room. I had a plan to put it all back little by little after painting and clean counters as I went. Doc had other plans.
Have I mentioned that I love it when he decides to “help” me with my projects? (Please note sarcasm) So, he decided to “help” me by putting everything back. Honestly, it did save me some time, but . . .
We got home on Sunday, and The Surprise helped put away camping supplies and food. The next day, Doc was a little frustrated. “I can’t find my nuts! There was a bag of cashews in the cabin, did you put them somewhere? Did they come home with us. I don’t remember seeing them! Where are my nuts?”
So, when he got home from classes Monday evening, I told The Surpirse, “Dad can’t find his nuts. Did you put them somewhere?” Well, being one of the wiseguys that I raised, he immediately started to laugh. “Dad can’t find his nuts? Sounds like a personal problem.” Interestingly, every child that heard the story thought the same thing!!! I don’t get it!
Well the loss of his nuts bothered Doc enough that we ended up driving to visit “Mommy” the next weekend separately. He took one route via the cabin to find his nuts and I traveled with “Mini Me” and gang. Good news! No mouse activity, which would create a whole separate nightmare for me and Doc found his nuts!!!
I was going to finish with “The moral to the story is . . . (but it doesn’t seem appropriate to say) don’t let someone mess with your nuts." Anyway, sorry for being gone so long. It has been a hectic time for our growing family. We will be blessed with our eleventh grandchild in a few weeks! Many blessings to all of you!!!
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