By Wednesday, I was ready to leave. I was hoping that we would leave that afternoon. I wish I would have stayed at motel. I would have had a much better time. Mo told Pat that we were going to leave on Friday, and I told her that I really wanted to be able to spend the weekend with Jack and I would prefer to leave Thursday so that was the new plan.
That morning someone finally came and looked at the brakes on the truck. I woke up to some old man yelling, "Don't be a pussy. Get that thing in there." They were changing the brake pad without taking the rotor off even though Paul specifically said to do that.
I took a site seeing cruise of 4 of the lakes.
When I got back everyone (minus Carol) was there to spread Cathy's and June's ashes. Y'all if I get cremated and someone spreads my ashes, I hope it is not as loveless as this was. No one really cared. Nothing was said. They just dumped the ashes. I think it would have been better if it had just been Mo and Pat. OH! I forgot to mention! When we picked up June's ashes from the funeral home. It was soooo heavy. I put her in the truck and told her. "Well all of this time you commented on people's weight and now it is your turn to be heavy." Mo just laughed. I am going to go to hell for that.
It was our last night. We were in the trailer with Pat and Jason just watching TV. Mo had looked for her mother's stuff several times during the course of our time there. She had PJ put two tables in the truck that were supposed to go home with us. She also grabbed a clock that Pat said, "No one would miss".
All of the sudden Carol is outside the door yelling, "I don't mind if you take your mom's stuff, but you could at least ask before you take mine." Mo had no idea what she was talking about. Pat asked her like 5 times, "What are you talking about?" She spouted off some more stuff. "I was gone for 2 hours and my house has been ransacked." Blah blah blah.
Tangent---I forgot to tell you but there marriage is a loveless marriage. They don't talk to each other at all, and they are just staying together until PJ is 18. PJ has already said he would stay with his dad, and trust me Pat wouldn't want/need any money from her to help support the kids. She doesn't help anyway. PJ works 70 hours a week. He make 600 bucks a week because he hates being at home so much that he would rather work. All of the kids work at least 2 jobs. They all seemed so miserable.
Carol finally leaves. Jason looks over at us and says, "My mom is crazy!" Pat says, "What did you take?" Mo tells him. He says, "I was kidding about the clock." Mo thought it was her mom's. She said, "I was just going to give it to one of the kids. I didn't want it." She tells Jason to go get the clock out of the truck and give it back to her and tell her she was sorry. Carol also said that there was 60 dollars missing that she had put in one of the tables. Luckily, Pat and Jason had opened the drawer looking for something else earlier in the day and knew it was not in there. Obviously a long conversation takes place about how nuts she is. During that time Carole begins to sling things into the camper that she thinks Mo might want. Finally someone actually begins to show her where her mother's stuff is even if it was in a terrible way.
Anyway. We finally left the next day. YAY! We had to find a grocery store before we officially hit the road. There are absolutely no fast food places or grocery stores in 99% of the towns we drove through. We found one grabbed the italian sausage that she just had to get and hopped back on the road. We drove and drove and drove and talked and talked. We stopped to eat in PA. She wanted to sit down and eat. I just wanted to grab some fast food and stay on the road. We drove straight through after that. I passed out once we got home. Mo pretty much slept the whole way, so when she got home she was wide awake. She didn't understand why she couldn't sleep when she got home. Hmmmmm I wonder.
I was so thankful to see Jack that afternoon. I was so ready to just go home and take a shower.
I'm pretty sure this could be a movie script.
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