Home again after a wonderful time with family in Perry, Ga. The trip down was a nightmare! It took almost 8 hours! Should have been 4 hours. Part of it was my fault. I had it in my head that the easier route to Piedmont hospital in Atlanta would be about the same time as the earlier route had been, but with better roads. We decided to give it a trial run.
We went through Blue Ridge, Elijay and Jasper before we hit interstate and headed south. The roads to the interstate were 4 lane and easy driving, but did not cut the time. We came home through Gainesville, then Helen. Two lane roads that were not clogged with traffic, but after you reach Helen, the road winds around the mountain and has some really impressive curves at 15 mph!
We made it home in 4 hours, but we made some stops along the way, so the trip non-stop to Perry would be about 3 1/2 hours. My bad. But, I hate that road! As long as I don't have to drive in the dark, I will be okay. Curves bother me at night, I can't tell which way they are going until I am in them. Night blindness. I do okay on familiar roads and this one will likely be familiar after the second surgery event.
I woke to a beautiful sunny day in the upper 50's and dressed myself in shorts and a t-shirt. While drinking my first cup of coffee and logging onto facebook, I saw that a camper of long ago had died yesterday. She was only 62. So sad for her family. She had a twin sister who also camped with us and she recently lost a granddaughter to cancer. I can't imagine how very sad she must be. Makes my heart hurt for the entire family.
Having sat long enough, I must go unpack the RV, then head "upstairs" to the She Shed to climb into the loft and locate our winter wear. I came home with a turkey carcass to make bone broth. That will go in the slow cooker while I am occupied with my other chores. I feel honored to be the recipient of such a gift, but there were three turkeys! And ham and more side dishes and desserts than anyone needed. There was enough dressing for a soup kitchen to serve those needing a good meal, too.
Fun fact: Homeless shelters and soup kitchens will not take food donations cooked elsewhere. Sad, but true. They have to be cautious because evil lurks everywhere and food that is not from a legal kitchen with a seal on it could be spiked with poison. Normal people would not think to do this, so for the actions of a few .....