Some trips are easy and wonderful and restful and invigorating and refreshing.
This isn't one of those trips.
Understand, I wouldn't miss seeing the kids for the world, and it's been FABULOUS hanging out with them, but so far, aside from packing Ryan up which really had to happen today and was the only thing that wasn't flexible in our schedule, there's only one thing we planned on doing that we've done.
We went to Sonic and had bacon green-chili cheeseburgers. And they were JUST as good as we knew they'd be.
Of course they forgot Ty's fries and my onion rings, but hey, this is that sort of trip. One or two jewels in a long string of dammittohell. Wolves and pronghorns and green-chili bacon cheeseburgers and good steaks interspersed with dead trucks and unpleasant hotels and nasty wind and screwed up food orders.
At this point we just shrugged. It's par for this particular course, but w're gonna play it through to the end.
Ryan said he'd ride home with us if we promised the car wouldn't die. Lillian agreed -- the CAR won't die. No promises on the truck. He tried to backpedal, but no, once the words are spoken, it's a done deal. The CAR won't die.
Well, it had better not!
And the hits just keep on coming.
We had the truck packed up, and we don't want to drive a 3/4 ton diesel truck packed to the gills with mattresses and boxes all over town, Ty's getting tired of driving and besides, tomorrow he and Liv have to go back to work, so Lillian and I decided we'd rent a car for the rest of our stay here, something to run around in, but big enough to hold all five of us.
And we decided we deserved a treat, darn it! So we called Enterprise and we reserved a luxury car, one we wouldn't normally drive, a big ol' expensive honker to run around in like we're pampered. Great, they say, see you at 3:00. Cool, we say, we'll be there.
So we did our running around and the kids dropped us off at the rental place a little after 3. As we're walking up to the door, we're not seeing a spiffy vehicle. One smallish four-door Hyundai and a couple of SUV/mini-van type things. Not auspicious.
We were right. They'd been trying to call us but we left them our home number, not our cell phones. No luxury vehicles available, sorry. We could either take the Hyundai or a Kia mini-van thing.
Part of me wanted to howl, part of me shrugged and said "what did you really expect on this trip?", part of me wanted to laugh.
Instead I became hostile and cold, and went out to look over the selections. We ended up wtih the Kia at a discount because they were so unhappy with their performance, and Lillian had explained some of the disasters on this trip so they really wanted to make things right -- although not enough to find us a luxury car from one of the other Enterprise locations, you understand.
Oh well, whatever.
It runs fine, it's big enough to hold all of us comfortably, and it gets out of its own way. It's in no way luxurious, but it's a decent little vehicle.
So when I finally connected with Andi Marquette about getting the books signed (after a SPECTACULAR dinner -- like I said, jewels along the way!), we agreed that she didn't need to brush up against our bad-trip karma, and we'd just send her the books and she'd ship them back.
But we had a lovely long talk about her series, I told her about our trip, and honestly, I can't wait to meet her in person. She says the third in the New Mexico series is getting a little edgier, and I think that's going to be grand. And she's such a hoot, I was laughing all the time I was talking to her. So boo that we're not going to get to meet her until she comes up to the shop to sign, which she has totally promised to do, but yay that she's just as wonderful on the phone as she is in her books and emails.
Tomorrow, we're supposed to go take pictures of some of the cool houses in the metro area, perhaps buy me some shoes, get some car toys to make the trip home easier, and maybe, just maybe, see about doing something about my computer, although I'm not sure what I want to do. I just feel so betrayed by it, which is totally unreasonable, but that's how I feel. Right now I don't want another laptop -- it'll just die on me like the others. I guess I'm having abandonment issues. With my computer.
I know. Irrational.
But nothing about this trip has made sense so I don't see why I have to be the adult and make sense!
I'm focusing on the jewels on this trip, though. Okay, I'm trying to, anyway. Because when things go right, they hit it out of the park. So that's what I want to remember.