Robin left for the airport this morning. But not before treating Steph and I to a fabulous meal last night at Little Alley. Made all the more special as it was Julian’s first night back as busser/food runner. He’ll be picking up shifts thru the summer to pad his bank account and make a couple generous purchases he’s confided to me. Anyway, even though the plan is no car for 1st year in college, he will be needing his own wheels to some degree. Enter Mamoo, who like so many times before, comes to the rescue with a perfect solution. Namely to borrow Mary Ruth’s truck. Not only that, and I don’t think I’ve written about this already, but she’s also giving Julian the old 86’ Chevy Silverado they’ve had stored in the barn for ages. Take a look at this beauty.
So, after all the beehive of family and activity this past week, now I find myself abruptly home alone. After dropping off Robin at MARTA, Steph and Jules headed up to Franklin. The plan is to get used to the newly restored Chevy ( 4 speed stick V8 – seemingly a beast to drive) , but then drive home in Mary Ruth’s more modern day truck and use that for the summer. Steph will stay up a bit longer to polish off the basement we’ve been redoing at Grandads.
Tent was taken down this morning. Boys chipped in to return all the tables and chairs I borrowed. And we miraculously got the “party pad” all cleaned up for our next guests, arriving today for a few week stay no less!
been crazy 🤪 making to say the least. So it’s weird to now just be sitting here, alone, basking in the glory of having pulled off an epic house party and then resetting things back to normal.
Mitch with the Chevy
