What Happens in TX


 #1 Sister's husband had a stroke. they lived in  Florida. I was all set to move to help her, after all they live in Sunny Florida, land of sunny beaches and warm water.

  Their kids moved them to Tahoka TX. to live with her youngest son and his family of 6 in a little house he is in the middle of remodeling.  That lasted two weeks. 

 Sister #1 and her husband moved into the old house.  Someone left the back door open for who knows how long. The hot dry Texas wind blew in sand and dirt all that time. D replaced the floors and carpets. Sister #1 thought, good enough. Trust me... NOT! (They weren't supposed to move in until the end of April.)

   I went to visit them about the time they got moved in. Have air mattress, bedding and camp chair, will travel... Tahoka Texas!

   Quaint little town... full of goat heads. If you don't know what a goat head is... go step on a needle, that will give you a hint. They are this horrible little thorny round thing, no matter where it lands a spike is sticking up to nail you in the foot! The Devil made them to torment people that like to walk barefoot on carpet in the same house with people that like to wear shoes in the house after walking outside... they track in goat head for bare feet.

The WIND blows all the time trying to slam you into something to kill you. T'ell-u-ride should be the name of this little town. Ta-Ho-Ka doesn't fit it at all.

   We were settled in for the first night, my head by the bathroom. Suddenly something crashed! I jumped up to run and help and realized it crashed into the bathtub. No doubt T was on the toilet  and his bad arm off balanced him and he fell into the tub again. He would be mortified if I rushed in and he had his pants down... I heard Sister #1 grumbling, "you have to wake me up if you need to use the bathroom." (he weighs all of ninety pounds fully clothed dumped in the lake.) They had it under control.

   That bathroom is like a nightmare

  The toilet doesn’t flush the first go around, you have to coax it with a plunger... two or three or five times.

  The bathtub was full of scrapings from the window and walls. I'm not sure why, or who left it like that. I tried to scrub the walls... it didn’t budge not even with a magic eraser. That stuff was on until the end of time! I scrubbed and bleached the tub, stains from who knows what or when would not budge.

   I will have a shower!! I went to the dollar tree / Family Dollar (yes in the same store mixed in together. Kind of cool.) I found 3 cheap shower liners and I nailed  them to the 3 walls. I bought a shower curtain and rod and hung them up. I laid a new bath mat in the tub.  Now my feet won't touch the stains and nastiness. If I accidently touch a wall I know it is covered in plastic  I was so proud of all my hard work. 

  I sent my brother a picture of my ingeniousness (is that a word? Maybe I should look it up.) 

 I laughed as I told him about the bathroom before and showed him my after picture. I thought he would at least give me an 'attaboy' I told him my plans to caulk the baseboards in the bedroom I have my air mattress. The paneling gapped so far from the baseboard in the was summer I would worry about a snake or scorpion coming to share my bed.

   Oh no! He sent the picture to Sister #1's daughter and scolded her a bit for moving her parents into such a dump.

   That's when the fight started.

    

 


   



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