Monday morning we were up fairly early again. I don't think any of us
slept past 7:00 any morning that we were there. I wake up early any way
and if I open my eyes and think that one of them might be up, I am up!
I was the first up and went to get Mom (they had been staying in the
camper and let Tancy and I have their bed for my big fat pregnant
comfort, very sweet of them). We came back over and started coffee,
Casie and Marlie were up before long to join us and Tancy wasn't far
behind. We had some errands to run. I had anticipated meeting up with a lawyer there to fill out some paperwork to finalize my name change. It was, shocker, going to be another full day.
Poor Pops had to work, but we talked to him before heading out on our errands and found out he was going to try to leave early! Yay!
I had gotten the call from my doctors office that my glucose test had come back good. Not only was I not diabetic, my blood sugar was below the norm at each check! They said my numbers were really good and I was ecstatic!! We headed out for Baton Rouge to Whole Foods for some shampoo for Casie. Going there made us wish we had one here, Tancy really likes the selection of grains and just different foods, not to mention the dried food section. From there we had lunch at Macaroni Grill. I was feeling a little yuck and didn't eat much lunch... could be we'd had so much food during our stay I was just tired of eating. LOL. It was a great day.
Then I got the call, at Macaroni Grill, that shifted the day for me. The lawyer wanted $470 in court cost and $250 for his fees to file ONE paper... ONE piece of paper that contains ONE signature for a legal name change. The process is super simple. I sign an affidavit suing the DA for a legal name change. It goes to the court, they do a back ground check, make sure I am not doing it for criminal reasons and it is done. $720 for that, are you serious?! It cost less for a more complicated process in NC. I was devastated. There was no way we were going to invest a total of more than $1000 for my name to change. I called my lawyer and talked to her. She's going to start looking again for other ways around it (we thought it was going to be simple, which it is.. and cheap, which it isn't). Now, don't get me wrong, we could throw that money at it, but what about all the couples in our position who can't afford to pay that? We both feel like paying that money would be like donating it to DOMA and we just can't do that. So we will dig in our heels and look for the long fight instead of the quick fix. There has to be other options for us. But it stung and I felt as if I'd been slapped in the face. It's an insult honestly. Some of you will "get" that, some of you wont. Either way this is it simply put, if we were allowed to get married, my name would change, legally for the cost of a marriage license and a justice of the peace. No more than $100. But since we aren't allowed to be legally married it would cost us (were we willing to pay it) over $1000 to accomplish ONLY a legal name change and still not have the same legal rights as a married couple. Tell me that isn't bullshit!!
So let me get off that soap box for now because I really want to finish telling you all about our trip. We stopped off to get some fresh strawberries and then at Wal-Mart. From there we went to see Maw-Maw. It would be our last visit with her before we left for home. She was, of course, happy to see us and to hold Marlie a bit. Marlie beat on one of her old pots with one of her old wooden spoons... much the same as we did when we were kids. We had coffee and visited. Before we left we invited her over to Mom and Dad's for some strawberries. That would give us a little more time with her. We headed home to get all our plunder unloaded and just stop for a minute.
Chuck had not been feeling well that day, suspected kidney stones, and Casie had been trying to do all she could for him from Louisiana. The doctor had not thought it important to see him right then, but called him in an antibiotic. We were all worried about him and what was going on. Pops was already home and bummin' around the house.Casie started picking up their stuff and before long Maw-Maw was pulling in the driveway. Tancy and I had started cleaning and cutting the strawberries, Maw-Maw helped Tancy with that while I otherwise occupied myself. Once the strawberries were done, I started cooking dinner. I pan fried tilapia and Tancy grilled some squash. Maw-Maw stayed to eat dinner with us and then we had strawberries. We all made short order of the clean up, that's one of the things I love about family dinners, we all help out picking up and its done before you know it. Maw-Maw left before too long, she doesn't like to be on the road once it gets dark.
After Maw-Maw left we all just sunk into our resting places, couch, loveseat, recliner... we wanted more time. We were exhausted and full. We had experienced almost every emotion over the course of the time we'd been there. We'd laughed and cried, we'd been unbelievably happy and even mad. We were ready for things to return to normal, but we weren't ready to not be with each other either. Those are some pretty difficult things to feel, especially when you feel them simultaneously. We could have stayed another week, and as much as that would be nice in some ways, it would have been difficult in other ways. We all have our own homes and families and ways of doing things... we are all so different and even high strung... after being together for a while we tend to rub each other wrong a bit. It's bound to happen I suppose, but its a hard thing to feel when you want so desperately to soak up every minute, to enjoy every moment together, to feel as close as you can feel for as long as you can. It's almost torturous, those last hours... the battle between wanting to stay and needing to return to your own routine. I think the evening was good. We all went to bed early, begrudgingly, it would be an early morning and a long day.
At 3:45 there was a knock at the bedroom window, Mom and Dad were up and it was time to get up and get moving. I nudged Tancy and got up to meet them in the kitchen. I was still half asleep and already very emotional. I felt raw more than anything... I wasn't to the point of tears yet... hard to explain that. I just wanted to hold on to that moment for as long as I could. Pops met me in the kitchen and gave me a big bear hug. He was already feeling all the things I was feeling, only he'd been up longer and I think they were harder for him still. Mom was making coffee and hugged me when Pops let go. It was great to have just that moment, me and them. I needed more, but that wasn't going to happen, so I took it all in. Casie was up soon, already dressed and ready. I roused Tancy again and put on my travel clothes. I didn't want to take too long, I wanted every second with them before they left for work and we left for our homes. I can still feel very emotional as I relive it in my mind now. Pops was worried about us getting everything in the car. I think Tancy and Casie got most everything loaded without any problem. Squeezed in a few more things and we were good to go. Mom and Dad left for work, too soon, tearful and already missing us. I can only speak for me, but I certainly felt the same way. I just wasn't ready to not have time with them. When they left we hit it hard to get everything wrapped up and hit the road. No sense in dragging it out at that point. I left them a few little notes to be found once they got home and we were on the road by 4:30.
Poor Marlie (and once again poor Casie) cried for the first hour and a half of the trip. Casie was in the back with her and I know she just wanted her Momma to pick her up. Obviously that isn't legal or we would have gladly done it. We stopped somewhere in AL and switched, I drove, Tancy got in the back with Marlie and Casie got up front with me. This seemed to help Marlie, she slept for the next leg of the trip. We stopped just across the FL line, Marlie pooped and it was more than we could take. We stopped at a rest stop and all took potty breaks and Casie got Marlie changed. We hit the road again. The last bit of the trip was full of Marlie not wanting to be in her seat and fussing. I felt so bad for her, there was nothing to be done, but she must have been miserable. I know if I had to sit in one position the whole trip how badly my body would hurt. Poor baby. Last leg of the trip Casie drove, Tancy was up front with her and I sat in the back with Marlie. I did my best to entertain her... there were moments that she was content, even happy... but mostly she wanted out of that damn seat! We made it to Casie and Chucks house around 11:45 I guess. We had lunch and then around 1:45 Tancy and I took a nap. It was good to lay down and just close our eyes. We had been up since waaaaay to early and were tired just from that, not to mention the drive. Thankfully we missed any bad traffic and the drive itself was pretty easy.
I got up just before 4:00 and Tancy wasn't too far behind me. We sat up for a bit and visited... but before long at all we were on our way. Tancy and Chuck had already unloaded all of their stuff and reloaded our stuff, so we were sittin' on go. By 4:30 we were on the road. We had initially talked about staying the night at Casie and Chucks... but you all know, once those wheels start turning toward home, it's hard to stop them. Casie had a rough couple of days, Marlie had a rough couple of nights, Chuck had a miserable couple of days and we just figured it was best for them to not have us under foot. Plus Tancy needed to start making the turn over back to nights, so we could travel at night, miss all the traffic in Atlanta again and be home before daylight. Works out for everyone.The trip wasn't bad, I think I cried for the first hour and half or so... the bundled up stuff inside finally let go and I squalled. I don't know how to explain it. I think its all the contradiction of feelings... ready to leave, want to stay. Need your own home, routine, but want so badly to have more time with those you love. It truly sucks to feel all those things and its hard to reconcile those feelings. I was a pretty rough first leg. It seems like traveling at night or even early morning is so much easier than mid day. Maybe its just me. My only complaint is that we somehow lost my ice packs and I wasn't able to ice my back... I am still paying for that.
We hit our driveway at 11:11. I was so happy to be home and spent all at the same time. Lauren had cleaned the house & the floors for us... it was great to come back to a clean house. I hate coming home to a dirty house, especially if I left it clean... I cannot tell you how aggravated it makes me... probably because I am so emotionally spent already and that's just an added stress that I can't take. We talked to Lauren for a bit and then I got a shower. Tancy got directly in bed. I just felt so funky I needed to wash the top layer off at least. I got in bed all squeeky clean and it wasn't long before I was out like a light.
To be continued...










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