Back in the Game

Day 223:

I'm still not quite 101% yet, Conor, but I'm definitely back in the game.  And it's a good thing too because this final week at home before the big family beach vacation has turned intense in a hurry...

Yet another plumbing problem with this old house as now there's a slight leak in the shower pan from the Master Bedroom that's found its way into the ceiling in the Living Room.  I've already taken corrective action and brought in the pros.  It's a job I'd normally take on myself but considering the time constraints I've fallen back the whole "it's who ya know" philosophy.  And now that this problem is (being) solved, it's time to focus on a few others...  Namely, packing the Tahoe with my stuff, Mommy's stuff, your stuff, the dogs' stuff, and, most importantly, liquor, wine, and beer...

Thankfully your MeMeow and Grandpa K9 are coming to town on Thursday and this will assist us in alleviating a number of problems.  First, someone to help in taking care of you, and second, a backup vehicle to throw a few items in.  Saves us from going big time and hooking up a trailer or saddling Sister Tahoe with a Thule rack.

On top of that, the maids are coming, I'm driving a rental car, I have a massive project I'm working through at work, and I have to prepare professionally for being out for a week.  Definitely taking me out of my comfort zone, Son!  But as long as you're comfortable, well, that's all I care about...

I'm turning in early tonight, Conor.  My body still needs rest... These last several days have sapped my normal high energy and believe it or not I've even lost weight!  In the last two weeks, exactly 16 pounds...  Look at what you can do when you set your mind to it, Boy'O!

I love you, Conor.  Can't wait to spend a week with you and your 14 family members and 10 family friends... Oiy!!!
-Dad