Just when I thought I was well-organized for our trip, my bubble burst right along with a hot water pipe in our house. Those of you who follow my Facebook page got more details than you ever wanted. It was a long, agonizing afternoon for the children as we dealt with our insurance company and waited for a crew to arrive and deal with the mess.
Thankfully, Russ and I were standing in our room when it burst. Initially, we couldn’t figure out why we were hearing the sound of rushing water. Russ ran downstairs, and a moment later, I saw water pouring out from under our bathroom sink. Within two minutes we had the hot water shut off in the house, but not before the carpet was soaked and water was running down through the walls to the main floor and dripping through the living room windows.
We finally headed down our driveway at 6:15 PM, hoping to make the midnight ferry, but given it was over 300 miles to the ferry dock, we knew it wasn’t likely. Then one good thing happened after another. The kids were great (for the most part), we only stopped to use the bathroom once (with the exception of the little boys who were happy to go to the bathroom in a field along the side of the highway), there was no traffic or road construction, and the coffee Russ and I drank kept us alert all the way to Mukilteo. When we were about 45 minutes away, I realized there was a chance we would make it. When we pulled up to the ticket booth, we gladly paid nearly $40 to get our big van (with a canoe on top) across to Whidbey Island.
By 2:00 AM, the kids were tucked in bed, the coolers unloaded, and Russ was sound asleep. Then I regretted the 9:30 coffee, but only briefly.
Eby woke me at 7:30 saying, “Mom, Mom, I just taught a snail how to do sit-ups.” It was so funny, I couldn’t help but get up and find his clothes so he could go play in the yard more properly attired.
The kids are all down on the beach, Russ and I are still sipping coffee, and I’m dropping lots of hints about how delicious an omelet would be right now.
It does not escape us that it is very peaceful and the children are happy. I’m still processing not having Dimples on this trip; I’ve managed not to cry yet today.
#941 -950 giving thanks
minimal damage to our home (even if I secretly wish we could replace the carpet)
an eight hour delay, but we were still able to leave the day we had planned
Children who were amazing on the drive
Noah who took the kids out for an hour during the long afternoon
midnight wanderings on the ferry
kids tucked into beds and asleep in an instant
snails that do sit-ups and occupy my early riser
Our generous and lovely host
little boys wearing fleece jackets with swim suits
the water, the boats, the view (maybe the mountains will appear later)
We are so blessed today.