I’m Done

The food provided by one of the caterers out at the job site leaves a little to be desired—then when the food has been sitting in the refrigerator since lunch time—it is really lacking.  Michael is working with another guy on nights this week—his wife brought food last night, tonight I took food out to them—the Cajun Blackened Chicken Alfredo recipe I made last week.  It was almost dark while I was driving the few miles out to the site—it looks like a little city out there with all the rigs lighted.  The hulls are enormous once you get that close—and the office trailers where I met Michael are still a ways from the actual rigs.  

It was very foggy this morning when Michael arrived home—when Emmi and I drove out to walk in the park the fog was gone here but out around the rigs on the coast, the fog was still hanging making for an eerie scene.

Finally one of those cardinals decided to light somewhere long enough for me to snap a photo today—dang anti-social birds!

Rollie and I ate southern tonight—pinto beans, cabbage and cornbread—YUM!  As you know Gina is gone and I usually cook for Rollie some but I’ve felt so bad this week there hasn’t been much cooking going on around here!  Tonight I was back in the game!

I am done—today I went to Rockport for groceries and decided to pay another visit to Southern Star RV Resort and the owner Russ Reynolds.  His truck was there but he was nowhere to be found.  I called the number listed for the RV park and who do you suppose answered the phone—yep, Sandy—the same woman who took my reservation, promised to return my check AND who Russ Reynolds told me two weeks ago he had fired!!! 

I am done—I was so incredibly angry I could have done things I would have regretted but I didn’t.  I came home, told Michael I was not wasting any more of my brain cells, energy or happiness on a low life who wouldn’t know the truth if it jumped out and bit him.  FedEx can go the same route, too—I am done.  In our life $250 is not worth the stress or anger these idiots have caused us.  In the case of Russ Reynolds, his actions will at some time come back to haunt him. 

I am feeling better, I finished that baby quilt today, photos tomorrow—life is good!