Wednesday, July 2, 2014
So long, San Diego! We are on our way! Getting ready to go was a lot more difficult than I expected. I had a lot of Property Management responsibilities to hand off to others, but I think I managed to pass along all the information necessary for my successors to take over competently. Truth be told, I hope I did a REALLY good job on the handoff so that the new Management team sets up a new and effective routine. If so, maybe, just maybe, when I get back I can say, “Meh, you can keep the job, because I DON’T WANT IT BACK!” But that’s a story we can check in on in two months’ time.
*drumroll*
Once I finished handing off my business to the care of others, I realized that I was out of time. I had effectively prepared everyone for my departure, except myself! I became so short on time that I didn’t go to sleep Tuesday night. I simply worked right on through the night to Wednesday, and kept on going.
Long story short, we made it and, so far, nothing appears to be missing or forgotten. However, we cut it too close for comfort. Davin and I caught our 2:40pm train with just 5 minutes to spare. Sadly this involved running to the train so we didn’t get the opportunity to give our wonderful Mom a proper, loving goodbye. She didn’t get a goodbye at all. All we left her with was a dust cloud and the sound of rapidly receding footsteps. I feel really terrible about that, because it made her sad to be left alone at the car with no hug or any words of parting. She felt she couldn’t follow because the car was parked in a loading zone with a 3 minute time limit only.
*Virtual Squeeze Bear Hug,and Kisses! And Some Waves from the Train Door!*
Happily, Scott ran after us. He wasn’t behind us at first so I thought for a moment that there would be no real goodbyes at all! But then he appeared, so I got to give him a real hug and kiss goodbye. Bonus points for me: I beat down his masculine stoicism with my quavering voice and water-filled eyes, so he couldn’t help but shed a few tears himself. I may have a talent for making men who love me cry… Well, it works on Scott and Dad anyway.
The train left promptly at 2:40pm and the closing train doors metaphorically severed the link between myself and my other half. It cut me off from his pheromones anyway. I swear, if you are happily in a relationship than you are most likely enslaved by pheromones. I know I am!
At this point the story grows dull so I’ll make it quick: We rode 3 hours north to L.A. on the Pacific Surfliner. To pass the time, I watched ‘Clash of the Titans’ which I rate a pretty ‘Meh’ movie. I like the lead actress though, and I know I’ve seen her elsewhere. I think she’s got decent acting talent but I’m also biased: I find her voice incredibly sexy… but I digress.
In L.A., we conveniently debarked right next to our next train. A simple stroll across the platform and we were aboard the South West Chief. The South West Chief left at 6:30pm. We had dinner at 7:15pm. We both had the ‘Turkey Shank’, and sat with a pair of elderly sisters who picked our brains about the rental real estate business. (Boring!) I didn’t care for the topic but they were both very sweet.
The day was concluded, as every day, with glorious, blissful, wondrous sleep! Since I had gone without for a good 36 hours, I checked out at 9:30pm. Davin the Night Wolf was up until 2:00am.
P.P.S - It is his phone! ;)
P.P.P.S - But I thought we could share! Geez… I would have stuck my tongue out at him but my tongue is so short I just look stupid doing that. Scott and Mom reported that they relaxed at home all day instead of doing the work they claimed they would do after we left. [Namely, unloading Scott’s parent’s trailer that got loaded with my Family’s crap as an emergency clean up for the wedding measure.] I don’t blame them one bit! Sending us crazy siblings off was stressful and they are both overworked as well. I also called Mom, who we so rudely abandoned, several times! Love You Mom!
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