But that is another story.
It is a nice Saturday morning and I am huddled in the truck with a blanket, munching a sandwich while thinking of the beautiful Christmas tree from a trip to town the night before. It is a very nice day, only in the fact that the sun, which has been completely missing for weeks or possibly even a month, is finally shining. You would assume, that sunshine would have brought with it great warmth, but no. A frigid cold north wind reminds me it is December, five days before Christmas morning.
The ice on the puddles, the frost on the weeds and a complete lack of snow that lies just outside the window has me puzzled. Why I am sitting in a truck, huddled in a blanket, munching a sandwich five days before Christmas? I know you are wondering the same thing.
I was tricked. I am pretty sure that was what it was. Tricked by a handsome Hero, who led me to believe that this auction, far from where I am sitting right now, in the middle of a sea of trucks and cars was going to be interesting. I find myself huddled and now thinking that he probably did not deceive me, I did hope as always that there would be a beautiful barn, and if I was lucky, a story. My Hero is truly not to blame I always think that will happen.
Brother Dios and My Hero are, this very moment standing in a huge crowd of men, and a few woman braving the cold north winds, smiling and buying their own Christmas presents, no doubt about it. Oh yes this is an auction THEY will enjoy. Tools, tools and more tools.
I had already done a brisk walk about in the brisk cold north wind racing and glancing as I go through the rows of piled high tables. I found the little girl’s room (note to self, layers are not always your friend) and came to the conclusion the warmth of the truck would be my best spot for a couple of hours, at least.
I sit here huddled in the truck munching a delicious sandwich, wishing I had of packed a thermos of tea, dreaming of that bag of jelly beans sitting on the kitchen counter back home. Those cookie ingredients waiting, the unwrapped presents, the laundry and the lists go on and on.
Well there is NO story here but I am thinking with only five more days till Christmas there are probably better ways to spend my time. A sudden bang has me turn to see My Hero with a big box and a big smile. He drops the tailgate and places the box in the back of the truck. Never mind, I know why I came. It is probably all about that smile.
I do hope you are spending your time more productively and not necessarily huddled in a truck watching your Hero smile. You do realize that there are now, only three more days till Christmas. Enjoy the smiles it will all work out just fine.