What a week.
St. Louis is hosting a church convention once again, so the hotel has been hoppin’. The guests have been quite friendly and appreciative, and although there are SO many of them, it’s been fun having them stay with us.
Had it not been fun, I’m not sure I would have made it through this week. I had two Sundays instead of a real weekend. The first Sunday came on Wednesday, and if you remember, I spent that whole day baking lopsided cakes. The second Sunday was today, Sunday, oddly enough.
And it’s been fantastic!
Link made the 8 hour trip home on Thursday to meet with his retina specialist. He’s received 8 – 10 shots in his eye since being diagnosed with a disease I can’t pronounce, but this time, things seem to be holding steady. He needs to be seen in 4 weeks again, but as much as I’d love to seem him every 4 weeks, it’s not practical for him to keep coming home, so we’re on the hunt for a retina specialist in Ohio. Know of any?
Anyway, since Mario just had a birthday on the 12th, and Link’s 21st birthday is Oct. 1, we used this opportunity to go out to eat. And we’re learning, with a family of 6 (4 of whom are boys with hearty appetites), breakfast is the meal to go out for. Half the price of dinner!
Of course, we had to drag them out of bed for it, since I wanted to eat at the ungodly hour of 9. But once they were seated at the table, it was So Much Fun! We chatted, and exchanged stories, and cracked jokes while feasting on pancakes, french toast, bacon, eggs and hash browns.
Not wanting to say goodbye right away, we hung outside the restaurant, chatting it up some more. And after a round of hugs, Chip went to work and the rest of us headed home. We helped Link load a few more of his things into his car, and after a quick check of the oil and tire pressure, we said our not-so-teary goodbyes to him. How can I be sad when I know how happy he is?
I gave myself permission to do nothing the rest of the day, but even so, I found myself washing my car, doing some laundry, and cookin’ up some chicken. Hubby and I are heading to Florida Wednesday night, and since I work the days leading up to our departure, Sunday was the only real day to prepare the family for our absence. Though a few $20s on the counter works just as well.
Even with a few chores added in, the day was glorious. I’m thankful I had a day to enjoy the older boys, and I’m thankful we took advantage of it. Mario said it best, “Now that they’re gone, I feel even closer to them.” I think we all feel that way.