There I was on a Monday morning sitting there minding my own business, playing Backgammon or some other mindless game, when I got a phone call. It was my husband calling from the beach, He was taking Maezy down for her first trip of the day to the beach. I panicked because I immediately thought it was something terrible about Maezy, but no, they were stuck in the soft sand. Whew, that’s all???
So, I grabbed the keys to the truck and headed down there. The sand was unreal, so soft and rutted from too many donuts and not enough rain. By the time I reached them, they had become unstuck. In trying to figure out where to turn around to head back home, I hit a huge hole someone had failed to cover back up.
All this and I still made it to work 15 minutes early. This week is a payroll week on top of a monthly Board meeting week. I’m not sure if payroll is getting easier, maybe it’s because we know we’re stuck with it, and we might as well get used to it. Many phone calls from our employees as they began looking at their timecards and their check registers to try to make sense of this crazy system. I even received a message that there was a problem with my timecard and I needed to “give it some attention.” So, by giving it my attention, I called the help desk to let them tell me what sort of attention I needed to give it. Help said, “it looks good to me, your supervisor has approved it and so have you, I don’t see anything wrong.” Good enough for me, so I ignored the warning and deleted it.
Enough with the drama, let me tell you about something really nice. We contacted The Glass Tattoo to see if they would make us a new sign for our house. I guess what got me started was the articles in Crystal Beach Local News about house signs/names of houses and how they were contrived. Here’s a picture of our new sign.
It’s a long and very old story about how we came up with the name, but I’ll tell you all again. Our little granddaughter, Addyson, would marvel every time she looked at the moon. It happened the first time, she was here at the beach with us or maybe it was when they were living in North Carolina and Daddy was on a deployment. It was always, “Daddy, See Moon!?!” From there, we (the whole family) would catch a glimpse of the moon, picture it, and share it with the rest of the family.
Another interesting comment came from our son, Matthew, a long time ago – “No matter where we are or how far apart we are, we are seeing the same moon.” It’s usually a full moon I’ll try to take a picture of and send it to my kids and my grandkids just to remind them no matter where we are, we’re looking at the same moon. It’s just a little something to make me and them realize we’re not that far apart.
Stay safe, stay close. This family is all we have, we’re everlasting, we’re constant!
