I DON'T even want to talk about it!

But I will.

I was optimistic Friday when my assistant on the equipment project came by the parts store and told me the equipment project was ready for paint! No doubt, he was sincere.

Saturday morning I was gathering the last of the items needed to paint. Air pressure regulator, water filter, paint gun. I was excited!

When I arrived at K.O.'s shop I just wanted to throw up! Obviously what my assistant and I have are two very different ideas of where this project is going! My first reaction was anger! How could he even think he was done? Thankfully, I had several hours to mull things over before he and Chris arrived. Their arrival made me furious again. Chris had whined, wanting to ride over with Isaac. I told them I feared it would not fit because the parts store doesn't close until noon. Chris continued, "Isaac can work with me Saturday morning and then we will close the store and be there by one in the afternoon". The boy speaks with forked tongue! They arrived just after three. By then I had already put in seven hours. Most of my time was spent re-doing what was supposed to have been done Friday. By five-thirty they were ready to go home!

They did promise to be back by one Sunday afternoon. Yeah, right.

Biggest problem was they didn't bring everything with them they were supposed to. They assured me they would do so Sunday but I think I will go by Lowe's and hedge my bet.

You know how you can sense when kids have been up to something they knew they shouldn't have? That is the feeling I am getting with Chris. He is just acting too sneaky! At work and at K.O.'s place. I also don't feel near as comfortable about Isaac as I did earlier in the week. I fear that he may be an enabler for Chris.

Now I will pose this question. Is it lack of knowledge, lack of focus, or lack of work ethic that make the new generation of young adults sell out short?

Maybe I have been put here to train them. (LORD what did I ever do to deserve this!).

I was working on some mechanical issues with the equipment project and thinking back to one of the first shows the equipment ever did. Someone unlocked a hub prior to the start of the show and the outcome wasn't good. After an extended recovery time, things returned near normal. However, my zeal concerning the equipment waned. I continued to do six or eight more shows, but when I parked it I didn't even want to look at it, so it sat for eleven years, until K.O. encouraged me to get it back out and upgrade it this year.

We didn't have the funds to do this, but we have nickel-ed and dime-ed it over several months and we are very close now to getting there. No it won't be state of the arts like it once was. That will have to remain for a winter project, and we do have plans!.

Krl says she hasn't complained about the project because she knows I needed a distraction like this after losing Freddy and Terri. I've thought about that a lot. It amazes me that something that began in late March was put in place for therapeutic purposes a few months later.

I have also thought a lot about our family going to these shows years ago, in particular Freddy and Terri. For Fred it was fun competition, for Terri is was a social happening, especially if there was a carnival in sight! I have also thought about the support safety net that Fred provided when we had the problem with the equipment at the show several years ago. To be honest, I will feel very vulnerable going to the show this coming weekend without him either competing or sitting on the sidelines.

I guess I will have to have faith that he is helping me tend to business and cover all the bases from his new location. He's got to have a quite the view.

The most positive thing that occurred yesterday was I worked on my tan! My neck is telling me I almost over did it, and I was wearing a hat!

My plan is that later today I will return to the equipment project.

Shoot, I'd hate to go if it wasn't hot!

I guess after twenty years of marriage I should be acclimated to certain things. On good days I am, on others I struggle with it. My pet peeve is having to make stops on my way home. Luckily yesterday was a good day because Krl called with three stops, scattered over about three or four miles. The pups were sure glad because one of them was Petsmart! Krl said she doesn't know how the hounds know when we need dog food but when she gets low on it they eat like there will never be another full food bowl. I think it is either more fine or possibly airs out, making it more desirable.

Upon my arrival home I unloaded the things Krl needed and made my way through the house. I found Krl sitting on the back porch with her leg elevated. I don't know if it is the weather or not but her leg has really given her fits lately. I have been encouraging her to return to her orthopedic doctor for a follow up. I guess when it gets bad enough she will.

I have to check on my scheduling. Initially I had been scheduled for another surgical procedure (the basil cell skin cancer removal) August 16 at 8:00 am., I thought they called and changed my appointment to 7:30 on the same date. Krl is telling me I am mistaken because she use to remember it by 8,8,8. (August eighth at eight in the morning.). I had purposely scheduled it after next weekend. I sure hope the doctor's office didn't decide they know best because they have no idea of my scheduling.

It seems my scheduling continues to pile up. I need to be at the parts store, need to be completing the equipment project, need to be in St. Lawrence, need to be in meetings at Sweetwater, and in the metroplex doing some preliminary info gathering! Somewhere there needs to be another doctor visit (or possibly several) for other "in office" procedures.

It is going to be a load off just to get through the eleventh!

Hag got his "C-pak" breathing machine Friday. His doctors tell him he is going to feel like a new man!

I want one! I want to feel like a new man!

Have a good day!

Oh FATHER, what a trying day yesterday was. But YOU got me through it. Thank YOU. I ask for a productive day today. Bless-ed be YOUR name.