I Must Be Old
It must be a sure sign of growing old when a new adventure, appears more as a disruption in your life than an exciting possibility. It seems I have been trying to arrange to get away for a few days for a romantic weekend with a new lady friend for a week now. There is still another few days before I have to leave and with problems yet to sort out. Is it more trouble than it is worth? Slap me! so that thought will pass.
It is never easy for me to leave home for any length of time. The days of just jumping in the truck and going are over. I don't own a vehicle anymore. If I did I would not fuss over my biggest concern. I would take Heidi, with me although taking a dog as big as her to the city makes me shutter at the thought of the "poop and scoop" laws.
So my first decision is whether I will leave Heidi with June, my tenant, who doesn't really like her and has three little dogs of her own to care for, or board her with my son. For three days, I decided to leave her home with June. (An executive descision I continue to feel guilty about.)
Of course, Heidi is not the only creature I have to worry about. There are my 12 cats, 2 pigs, 4 rabbits, a flock of chickens and June. I guess June can manage the care and feeding of my beasts and I will do what I can to make things easy for June.
But first there are the things I need to do so June can get by. A trip to the feed store is required before I leave. I will have to see that she has enough fire wood, in the house, for the stove and water in the house for cooking and cleaning. I will lift in wood for her, to keep the wood stove going. The water is another matter. I have already spent two days working of getting my faulty water system going, with only partial luck so far. If I do not get it working right I will have to haul enough water for her to get by for three days. Today, with any luck the pump will catch and water will flow. If not I will be down in the river retrieving the jet and foot valve to give them a good cleaning and the last two days will all be for naught and I will be starting over.
Oh, how I miss town water sometimes!
And then there is the transportation. I have had the word out for a month that I am looking for a ride to Toronto. No luck. It seem I have no family or friends heading that way on American Thanksgiving weekend. So I am exploring my options. Hitchhiking is definitely out. My days of thumbing a ride are over. So that leaves the plane, train, airport limo or bus. The plane is too expensive and I am a "white knuckle flyer" so it was easy to scratch it off the list. It turns out the airport limosene service is more expensive than I thought. I actually thought it was cheaper that the bus but it isn't. It is fast though but I will be dropped at the airport in Toronto and have to work our the final leg of transportion from there. I like the train but it is slow, so very slow. (The state of Canada's passenger rail system is a national tragedy!) It is almost as slow as the bus if I end up taking the "milk run" which stops at every little town and hamlet between North Bay and Toronto. Fortunately, my travel day has a rare express run added so it is certainly my fastest option and cheapest. When I reach Toronto, there will still be a short subway ride to Union Station and then the GO train to Mississauga, my destination, which adds to the cost. (I must marvel I could figure all this out over the Internet and not have to make a lot of telephone calls.)
Oh, yes. I will arrange with a neighour to check in with June and make sure she is managing and hasn't burned the house down with the wood stove.
All the while I am a repeating the mantra "I will have a lovely time. I will have a lovely time".
I actually am looking forward to wonderful romantic time with my friend Lynne. She has just finished a vacation in China and I expect to hear all the wonderful details of her adventure. I hope to be a good listener. . . . I promise I will. And be cheerful as well as charming. She may be the only person I know who might actually be pleased to see me.
Oh, yes.! I think I have arranged an easy and direct ride home.
I really must get away more often.