Thank goodness for streaming video. I didn't get home until around 7:30, but I was able to scroll back on the C-SPAN feed all the way back to the roll call, which I'm still watching. They just made it to Washington. I figured I should blog now, before I fall asleep.
I spent all afternoon and evening working peaches. I was there the second-longest of all volunteers. I arrived around 2 to put extra boxes together, moved on to split 18 pound boxes into 9 pound halves (we sold both versions). I carried boxes. I made decisions. And then I sat outside for three hours taking money and checking names against the pre-order list. By the time I went to the back to count cash and checks, I was wiped out. When it came time to carry my boxes to my car and leave, I had to ask for help. I could barely lift my purse. My back was seized up tight. I had talked the Mr into taking us out to dinner, but by the time I limped in the door, I said never mind, just make me a milkshake and empty the liquor cabinet into it. Since then, I've gotten up once to go to the bathroom, and beyond that, well, maybe I can make it to bed. Or I sleep in my chair. 220, 221, whatever it takes.
My kids eventually made it to California. I will save most of the stories for later when I can think my way out of a paper bag. I think they are having fun so far.
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