We had a really great 4th of July and I just headed for the camera to download a picture to prove it, but apparently the camera headed to PA with JD. We decided just yesterday that JD should head up and spend a little time with his Mom, because she was forced to spend her 4th in the hospital instead of the family reunion that was planned. JD and Moriah got up early and were on the road when I woke up late, 7:45 actually, which is the exact time that Julia's bus comes. I decided it was not a big deal, so got ready and left to drive her. Since the AC repairman was scheduled to come, I had to wake up Alyssa so there would be a vertical person in the house when Elijah woke up and if the AC guy showed up. I was really feeling good about the day because the house was clean and the laundry caught up, so I could focus on school and a few other things that are on my long "to do before leaving for Ethiopia" list. As I headed out the door, I saw a text from JD to call him as soon as I woke up.
I knew it wasn't good when the first thing he said was, "have you been down-stairs"? Uh, no, why? He told me that we had a flood...something about the AC that isn't working right, and a coil, and the shop-vac, carpet and fan. Great! Somewhere in that conversation it hit me that he had said, "a couple of bad things." I interrupted him to reassure myself that the flood was all I had to deal with the two days he was away, right? No, he then blessed me with the news that our new renters, that we moved into our missionary friend's home just last week, burnt down the garage with fire-works. OK, stopping right there, I just have to tell you that this is the second rental home that we have had renters burn down the garage. Both times, the garage was attached and caused enough overall damage to the house that the people had to move out. I think we're going to need to add "no fireworks" to the rental agreement. (People laugh at the length of our leases, but much of it has originated from the school of hard knocks).
You know, we still had a good day. I didn't have swim team and we accomplished a lot of school, two more sections of Julia's hair and the first coat of paint on the bathroom. Other than that, I did a good bit of water clean-up and tried to convince Elijah that he wouldn't drown in double floaties in the pool, even if I let go of him.
The really good news is that JD is coming home tomorrow and can take back over emergency situations. I did enough of them as a Navy wife and now enjoy being a retired Navy-wife!