Glitches!

We now find we probably won't be able to pick up the car until Tuesday.  Our only local option for colour was white and we both refused that, picking cherry Red. ( we had seen a couple of them on another lot).  But they weren't able to make a deal for one of those and are having to bring a car in from somewhere in Manitoba that is 288km away. (Kenton??) They have to send someone to pick it up.  This means that 288+ km on the odometer before we get it, so David negotiated that we get two free oil changes.  We have the bank draft already, so I sure hope there are no more problems!

The mattress will be delivered sometime after 9:00 tomorrow morning, probably just about the time church is in session, and the truck won't be able to get down the street.  I hope my old sheets will fit, as I don't want to put out the money for new ones until the dust settles and we know exactly where we are, financially. Those suckers are expensive!  We have to set the alarm ( On Sunday!  Ar-r-g-h), so we can get the waterbed drained and the area cleaned up well, before they come.

Loren told us that Jeremy is in Clear Lake, working as a counsellor at some sort of camp.  They have been attending this camp for several years, as it is a family camp.  Loren and Gillian will be heading up there on Monday.  You probably wouldn't recognize Jeremy of you did see him, Beth.  He's 15 with a deep voice and facial hair, but still only about 5'5", and all skin and bones. Can't be a McGrath if he's that slim!  Nervous energy, I guess.  He has been training for his job for the last couple of years, and, evidently, loves working with younger children, who love having him as a counsellor. Loren has a good friend who is in a senior position at the camp, has been keeping an eye on Jeremy, and providing Loren with reports.

With all of this fuss and bother, the house looks like a dump.  We've done nothing, just getting meals "catch as catch can".  I turned on the dishwasher this afternoon, for the first time since we got home from Fargo.  I did take a few minutes last evening to read the Prayer Shawl book.  What an inspiration!