My neighbor came by this morning to get directions for taking care of the animals. All she got was a blank stare! Nobody told me we were leaving.
Apparently, my DH was going to surprise me tonight with a trip to Isla Mujeres! I ran to town to buy horse feed, get Michael groomed, get me groomed and heaven help me - buy a swimsuit.
The kid working at the feed store looked at my driver's license and exclaimed, "Dang! Is that you?" Feelings hurt, I just left and let the kid verbally beheaded by the girls working there.
The A/C quit in the car after the poodle went to the groomers. The girl cutting my hair must have smoked crack for breakfast. I now have a crew cut, again! Didn't even attempt to get my nails done out of fear for my toes.
All the swimsuits must have shrunk because nothing even close to my size would fit. Said to hell with it; bought men's swim trunks and a couple of dark tank tops.
Got home and there was a letter from Police & Fireman's insurance saying they will not be renewing my life insurance. Something about records they have received from two doctors I have only seen since the wreck. (Cussed a blue streak over that one!) Gotta send them a letter asking, WHY. A head injury shouldn't have anything to do with it.
Hopefully all the bad stuff is used up and we will have a great trip. Leaving in the morning and coming home the day after I turn 39. Looking forward to diving again...sure missed it!