I Was A Soap Opera Star For Just One Day

Monday I will return to talking about places to find friends BUT for the weekend I interrupt the New Town to Hometown series with a silly story from the journey

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Days after the green marker incident, I managed to somehow wake up and successfully get out of the hotel room without waking a single soul.

As an introvert I slurped up the moments of silence as a coffee addict does their morning cup of coffee. I was rallying my strength for the day’s journey when out of the corner of my eye I spied a map. I decided to open it and see if I could judge just how far we had left to go.

According to my highly precise measurements we had traveled a whole thumb distance the day before and our final destination was just one and a half thumbs away. In my mind I started jumping up and down and throwing confetti (if I had been completely alone I might have actually done this for real but some other early birds were in the hotel breakfast room).

I was re-charged for the day. I greeted my hubby with a great big hug and a huge smile. I loaded up the van and set off to meet my new town that very day.

That new positive attitude lasted all the way until lunch. The day got hotter, the traffic got worse, the kids got crankier, and I just kept chanting “today is it, just today then we are done” over and over. I finally decided to say it out loud through the walkie-talkie to my husband. Instead of the cheers I was expecting in response I got silence. So I repeated it “today is the day we make it there,”I got more silence then finally I got a “hey it seems like now would be a good time to stop for lunch .”

By the time we pulled into the golden arches, I was in a state of panic. “I am right…right..we are done today..” I sputtered out to my hubby.

He got all the kids their food and then broke the news “honey it is so hot today, and the truck is starting to over heat already, I know that it really is not much farther but no I don’t think we can make it today.” I was then the silent one as tears began to leak through the dam of emotions I had been holding back and then the dam burst.

‘THAT IS IT’ I screamed between sobs “I have had it” sob”I can’t take another minute”sob “this town looks great” sob “look there is a mall across the street and this McDonald’s is lovely” sob “Hospitals need nurses everywhere you go find the one in this town and get a job I will stay here” sob. I continued to go on and on about the merits of the town I did not even know the name of while my husband stood and stared.

After that verbal spillage I noticed we had attracted the attention of a full booth of elderly citizens who were all sipping their sweet tea in slow motion as they were staring at me and my family with great intention and whispering to each other.

They continued to stare and whisper as my hubby picked up the three children who also looked a bit concerned about their sobbing screaming mommy and took them to the other side of the restaurant so I could get myself back together before the afternoon of driving. It took about 20 minutes but I did return to “normal” if that is what you call it, and was ready to get behind the wheel of the van and continue on with the whole booth of seniors still staring as I pulled out onto the road.

And that was the day I had my moment of fame as a soap opera star. My husband and I can’t even remember the name of that town I was so set on settling in but we do know it had a mall and a McDonald’s and a group of senior citizens who are still probably talking about that crazy lady who seemed to really want to live there.

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This post is part of the New Town to Hometown series. Use the links below to dig into the series.

Introduction: My Story

Part One: Becoming Friend Worthy