turkey day count down: 4

i am thankful that A__ slept the entire two hours to gramma’s house.

my perfectly timed trip was way-laid at the starting point by a dumpster that the roofers had parked in the drive, successfully blocking me in and which i didn’t notice until 30 seconds before my deadline for departure.

the guy with the truck who could hook up to the dumpster and move it? 45 minutes away.

so we went back inside and messed up my newly cleaned pre-departure house while i fumed and stomped around and searched for a suitable sugary snack.

fortunately for the roofing guys, he showed up exactly 45 minutes later. if he hadn’t, i may just have begun my holiday with kicking the stuffing out all three big burly pains in my *sses. pun intended.

so now we’re here. and we’re happy and well-fed. and she even did me the favor of falling asleep easily so i could watch bad tv with my parents.