Last week’s column was a bit of a rant at best about people not following through.
I’m better now. This past week, people who said they wanted to buy the stuff we had for sale actually showed up, cash in hand.
The boat is being hauled away today by its new owner. The fifth wheel will be gone by the end of the month.
It’s kind of sad to see the usually homey little campsite stripped bare and empty, but it had to be done in order to move forward to the next chapter in our lives.
I can’t believe we, two little old people, have accomplished so much in so little time.
It won’t be long now and we’ll be on the road to our beloved North Dakota.
A sad note to my week was the loss of a long-time friend.
I’ve been talking to Don for several months. Tom and I had plans to stop and spend the night with him in Washington on our way to North Dakota.
Don has battled a number of illnesses for a while, and last week he finally lost his battle.
I felt very sad to lose my old friend, and I was so disappointed to have lost the opportunity for one last visit.
Way back in the day, when my late husband David and I lived in Spokane, WA, we were friends with Don and his wife Marsha. We worked together, played together, and raised kids together. They became our forever friends.
Now, I am the only one left of the four of us. Marsha passed about three years ago, and David has been gone 17 years this month.
Along the way in our lives, God brings to us people we love and remember. Those were good days in Spokane, and they were times of good friendship.
I count my blessings for those days, and for those people.
I had a mishap with a hotel booking this past week. We had to go to Santa Rosa for an early morning appointment so we planned to go the night before and stay over. I booked our hotel. Then as a precaution the day before our stay, I called to confirm the reservation. Nope, they didn’t have a reservation for us in either of our names. So, we stayed somewhere else.
Lo and behold, yesterday, what do I see on my credit card bill? Yep! It was a charge from the hotel because we were a ‘no show.’
I finally tracked it down and now I am getting a refund. Believe me, it took some time but I got it done.
The bonus to this frustration was that we instead stayed in the little town of Cloverdale at a nice little place. It was very comfy and we loved the little town located just a few minutes drive from our appointment. Cloverdale is one of those “artsy” little towns with lots of great shops, coffees, and eateries.
All’s well that ends well, but I wish these snafus didn’t happen to begin with.
I can’t wait to see what next week has in store for us.
As for now; life is good today. ■
— Kathy Craigo-Harteis is a former Colusa County resident. Contact Kathy at firstname.lastname@example.org or PO Box 406, Nice, Ca 95454.