The Trip part one

Part one

Our trip to Arizona:

We left our home at about 5pm but we stopped at a grocery store to grab water and toilet paper for the oldest son and his family as they were being cleaned out faster than where we live in Texas. I also brought along a bunch of herbal and homeopathic tinctures to put into my “ Just in case” medicine suitcase.... yes, suitcase. It’s not just medicine though, I mean mostly but also bandages, bandaids, butterfly bandages, creams, ointments and.... well, the pharmacy. 

My family actually likes that I have everything we will need in case of emergency and I like that it makes them feel safe.... Even though they tease me too.

We had a couple other stops to make and actually got on the road at around 6:30pm

This was good because our previous plan had us getting their at 2am and basically sleeping in the truck but then we’d forgotten that there’s a time difference of two hours so we’d be there at midnight. No thanks.

I’ve found the ideal way to make these long trips... 16(?)hours ( we didn’t stop for food, we made sandwiches, packed snacks and drinks) so only gas and bathroom trips which cuts a lot of time off. So leave a few hours before dark. It takes me several hours to get calm. I brought something I’d gotten off Amazon to raise my legs up a bit, which helps the back and a kick ass neck pillow that actually supports your neck. Then it gets dark and calm and that lasts for like... 10 hours. Everything is calmer in the dark. The mood, the tone of voice, the stops for gas.... easy to get back to a place of rest. I only slept two-3 hours but it was calm none the less.

The dogs were great. They love road trips.

Then getting into Arizona it starts to get light again close to Tucson which is fine because it’s still so early in the morning that people are calm. We hit the time change somewhere in El Paso(one hour back)!and then again maybe in New Mexico(?)

We got to casa grande at 8:45 which for us was 10:45 so about 16 hours-ish that in all honesty, flew by. Not one single problem. 

I’m going to keep this positive. Maybe I’ll write about the odd, rude, strange and irritating things about this visit in a few days. Let’s just say..... With the exception of loving my grandson and seeing my own baby boy, it was.... difficult.

So, we had big plans and couldn’t do a single thing. Quarantined. That probably adds to the stress and my anxiety level with the constant news of the downward spiral was pushing its limit. I wanted to be in my own home with my own food and my own things and my own comfort items. 

My sleep schedule turned on a dime and I literally went to bed every night at around 8am. Their sleep schedule is dictated by the baby, at a year old that wasn’t the case for us but... when in Rome and my body had no problem changing it up and adjusting. I was feeling the stress on my health quite a lot so it was probably good for me anyway...

The grandson is..... perfect. He is very small. The size of a three- four month old baby. His feet are the size of your average newborn and does that make it 100% more adorable when he sneaks up on you and says”Hey!” You bet your butt it does! He smells new even. He has perfect skin, hazel eyes. Loved me the mostest... And Josh too... and is pure joy. I just wanted to hug him until his perfect little head popped off.... but, I didn’t. 

My boy misses my tacos which are made the same way they were by my great great grandparents and nobody can get them to taste like mine so I made baggies filled with the ingredients that I use. Enough for two lbs of meat and they should have enough for several months.

Then I’ll make him more when he comes next fall to see the om’s baby boy. 

We left at 12pm and that is the exact opposite of the best way to drive long distances. It’s light in 7 hours, it’s impossible to stay relaxed. Traffic is hectic. Thousands of semi’s. Too many people and it took us three hours longer... wait, it took 20 hours. Twenty hours, nearly all in the daylight. I couldn’t sleep. The dogs were restless. But even then it wasn’t too bad. Much better than I expected.

I can not love the grand baby more than I do. He’s simply amazing. I’ve never known that kind of love. It’s very special and I want to go back.... next time.... in an RV!

I have to go. I have body aches, sore throat, headache and a slight fever but I’m willing to bet that it’s simply allergies. I live on the creek that surrounds the island and the trees went from bare to huge leafy green over night!! 

However, it still makes me want to curl up in bed and binge watch The Masked Singer. Karaoke for Furries!!! Why am I watching this shit???? Well, because I needed a brain cleanse after Tiger King, my Lord, what the actual fuck was that shit??? Makes one feel real good about their own life though! Crazy as shit! If you haven’t seen it on Netflix... well, I don’t know if I should tell you to watch it or save you the craziest shit you’ll ever see!!

Also... Don’t Fuck With Cats.... crazy!!! Watch that!

Night luvs and bears.

Tracy