June 14, 2014 – I decided to take the truck out this morning and go on a “thinking” drive to the beach. There was quite a lot of traffic, something I’m not used to, but I managed fabulously thanks to my keen sense of focus and direction.
I sat for a couple of hours in a seaside lot watching the waves roll in. I treated myself to a lobster roll from the fish shack nearby – something I should have thoroughly enjoyed, but I took a couple of bites and put it down. I couldn’t get my mind off that silly dating service and it was ruining my appetite. I knew the ladies were probably back in the garage working on their compatibility worksheets for Cupid’s Coop.com and, I’m sure they were none too pleased with me when they realized I had skipped out early to avoid that very exercise.
But I’m not ready to settle down and knit hats! I’m an explorer! I’m a scientist! I don’t want to wear peals!
I was debating how to handle the situation when I received the following text from Sawyer. I was so relieved to read her message:
“It’s safe to come home. Our applications were rejected. They ran a background check on us and we flunked. I think it has something to do with the complications we experienced during our recent international travel. Addie is threatening to sue. We’ll be up late. Bring back seaweed chips and clams.”
There’s a reason Sawyer and I are best friends. She always seems to know what I’m feeling and, evidently, where I am. I brought the ladies back what they had requested and a slab of fried dough. I am elated! You might even call me, Happy.