It is always a difficult morning the morning after a really fantastic weekend. And I had an absolutely wonderful weekend.
Update to the update to the thing with my car
Friday morning, I came home from work early so I could meet an insurance assessor (or something like that) who wanted to look at my car and our mailbox. She was a lovely woman, very pleasant to work with, and she took measurements and photographs of the damage on my car and the damage on my mailbox. I pulled my car out of the driveway and lined it up with my mailbox and she took photographs of that, too, so it’s obvious that the marks on my car line up perfectly with the damage on my mailbox.
She wasn’t terribly forthcoming about her opinion on the matter, but I got the impression that she understood that the damage to my car was fairly obviously done by encounters with my mailbox. I asked if she’d be the one to go look at the Tahoe, but she said that the insurance company would probably send someone from the Georgia side of things.
And now I’ve done everything possible for me to do. I gave a copy of the Security officer’s report to the assessor when she was at the house and she was going to forward that to my claims officer. I spoke with an agent from my local insurance office this morning and he’s checking around to make sure that there aren’t any loose threads out there. But as far as I know, there’s nothing more for me to do other than wait for information while the insurance companies duke it out.
Trip to Toccoa
After dealing with the insurance and then running into town to get my oil changed and pick up some supplies from Target, I packed up for our trip to northeast Georgia to go see my family for a handful of hours. We left later than anticipated (my fault because things took a lot longer than I anticipated that they would) and we arrived slightly after 9:00. But we all sat and chatted for a little while before heading off to bed.
We got a nice and early start to the morning and helped finish up projects that Mom and Dad had been working on completing. Holes in walls filled in or created. Shelves built and moved. A trip to the post office in town. Tools sorted out and packed away. I had a fun morning, mostly just following one or the other of my parents around and helping however I could. I know there was a lack of structure that was frustrating to other people, but I was just so tickled to be around my family that nothing was going to bother me. Not humid weather. Not random project progress. Not spiders. Nothing. I had a good morning.
Mom and Dad left slightly after noon to start their long drive back to Wisconsin and we waved them off. Justin and I helped Luke and Krista build one more shelf before getting cleaned up and packed up ourselves and ready to head off. We sat and chatted for a little while before letting them have the house to themselves again. After a long, hectic week, I understand how wonderful it can be to have a quiet house again.
Trip to Atlanta
Justin and I had planned to hit a mall outside of Atlanta to buy me some new dress pants, since all the pairs in my closet right now either are too big or are from back when I was slender enough to wear them, meaning they’re threadbare and stretched out. The mall didn’t turn out quite like expected, though, (I’ve never been in a mall that had so many different shoe stores!) and we decided we’d go see a movie.
We found a theatre that was showing Iron Man 2 in Imax and How to Train Your Dragon in 3D and we were going there, when we passed an Atlanta Bread Company directly across from a Barnes and Noble bookstore. Well, they closed down our Atlanta Bread Company a handful of months ago and it’s one of our very favorite restaurants. And we love Barnes and Noble. So we scratched our movie plans and spent an hour wandering around in the bookstore before heading across for sandwiches. And we enjoyed our time much more than we would have in a movie theatre.
After spending a relaxing evening and morning at a hotel and breakfast at Dunkin’ Donuts, we set off for the Georgia Renaissance Festival. We got there probably close to 10:30 and wandered our way all the way around the faire, looking at booths and admiring the crafts and the spectacle. We watched the joust. We saw the Flying Debris juggling show. We saw the Washing Well Wenches. We saw the Tortuga Twins. We missed a few acts that aren’t at the fair this year, like Dexter Tripp’s high wire. I got some flowers stained onto my leg with henna. I got to eat a turkey leg. We picked up another item from Bronze Age Studios to match the fountain that we bought from them previously.
It was a whole lot of fun. And I caked on the sunscreen and wore a light cotton shirt with sleeves and a hat and came home without any sunburn. I’m a little sun-kissed, but not at all burned. With my complexion, I call that a win.
Plus, it was just so much fun wandering around the faire, looking at all the different things to look at – people and artwork and everything else. I laughed at the shows, held my breath at the joust, drooled over everything in the Casta Diva shop. And we left close to 4:00 to start our trek home, arriving at our front door a little after 9:30, I think. We unpacked, showered, and got ready for bed.
And now it’s Monday and I wish I had another day in my weekend to recover from my weekend. But no such luck. Back to work with me!
I’ll try to put up a few pictures from our weekend later tonight or tomorrow.