The adventure ends
I turned in the rental car yesterday.
Awwww.
We have the memories though.
Sunday, I didn't really want to go on adventure. I was pooped and passed out the night before.
I was sure this would upset my Sweet Baboo because we usually talk on the phone during the 'Svenghoulie' movie. I always get a kick out of his commentary.
But he was very understanding.
That's why I love him so much.
The next day, I went and picked him up and we all wound up going to 2of4's boyfriend's house way out on the west side because she left some things there.
So it was an impromptu adventure.
We sang to Bruce Springsteen's Darkness on the Edge of Town all the way there and back.
And on Monday- we went out to New Braunfels to give a present to 2of4's former boss- who was at a new store out in the boonies- before he retired.
We got lost.
I lost my sense of direction, but Sweet Baboo kept reminding me which way was north and all.
We found her ex-boss eventually, gave his gift and wished him well on his retirement, and drove around from then on.
We stopped at a quaint local restaurant and had huge homemade burgers on Texas toast with the best fries I ever had.
And then, we came home.
But it seems like I've been running around ever since.
I haven't seen my Sweet Baboo for days.
I was half expecting him to be upset with me, because we would plan to do something, and then, I'd have to bail out on him.
Even last night- we were supposed to go to a dance they hold monthly at a downtown location, but I just couldn't. I told him I just go to his house and we'd watch TV.
But then, I had a stomachache and told him I'd have to stay home, but I would call right before the Svenghoulie movie (Bride of Frankenstein) and we could laugh over the phone as we watched it.
But I passed out again.
I didn't wake up until the middle of the movie- when I forced myself out of bed, to the livingroom, turned on the TV, considered taking pain meds but didn't and called him up apologizing and explaining my tardiness.
He had every reason to be mad at me.
But he wasn't.
He went straight into criticizing the scenes and making me laugh.
He asked if I was okay, and kept reassuring me of his love.
And I told him I didn't deserve him.
And he said he didn't deserve me.
And I told him that was correct. :-)
This whole thing with the car and running around with my family- I'm exhausted.
Too much adventure.
Not enough rest.
I'm gonna go lie down.