That’s how I felt when I went to bed.
You see, my big, old, loving, faithful assistant, Hunter, died yesterday.
I knew it was coming. We were able to keep him at home. He died in the barn, close by many of the animals he regularly checked on, where he later would lay and just watch me go about chores.
And of course, he died while I was at a doctor’s appointment with Mom. (She is good to go for another 6 months until the next appointment.)
Thankfully, both my boys are home from college.
Hunter chose my oldest son when we went to the pound to get a puppy. I would say we chose him, but when the gate was opened and a jumble of lab puppies tumbled out, Hunter chose Levi. The rest is history.
The boys and I took him to my Mom’s timber to bury him.
After that, my kitchen faucet broke off in my hands.
I thought I fixed it.
Then, it broke off again.
Both times shooting water everywhere.
My plumber is on speed-dial.
He and his son were working close by and stopped on their way home.
Thank you ~ Thank you ~ Thank you!!!
My dryer also quit heating.
The boys and I had more laundry washed than I have clothesline.
After I banged my head on the wall, I called the appliance service office.
Hopefully today they will arrive.
Hopefully they can breathe life into my dryer.
After switching clothes on the clothesline until it was too late in the evening, doing chores, making supper and somewhere in all that, having a glass of wine … I sat down to watch a movie.
Believe it or not, the tv and the dvd player worked!
I felt a little hope bubble in me.
Or maybe that was the wine.
Today, is a new day.
The sun is up.
So am I.
Just make the coffee, friends.