August 6, 2005

August 6, 2005

West Hawk Lake day 81 of 113

YEAR 2 DAY 50

 

A loud knock on the door at 3:20 A.M.. Uh-oh ... must be an emergency. Illness, injury, fire, bear ... ! I staggered out of bed, Bo barking furiously, and opened the door to find ... an egocentric with a sense of entitlement ... wanting to be assigned a campsite. At 3:20 A.M. ! ! ! What the hell is the matter with people nowadays ? ! ? My brain to mouth filter mechanism doesn't work well at the best of times, but at 3:20 A.M. it just doesn't work at all. I should have spared him the lecture, but ... ! It took me 2 hours to fall asleep again. The next knock on the door came at 7:50 A.M.. Another goofball wanting a campsite. 7:50 A.M. seems a bit more reasonable, but I had intended to sleep late because of the middle of the night interruption. By the time I was finished dealing with them, Teddy was ready to be fed his 8:00 A.M. meal. I gave Teddy his morning pill, I fed Teddy, I fed Bo, I walked Bo, I went to the bathroom. Well, gee ... I might as well stay up now ! I went to shower. When I returned, I was making myself a cup of coffee when I realized I gave the 7:50 A.M. campers a list of available sites that included sites available only last night. I'm typing this just before 9:00 A.M. contemplating whether or not to go and find them, and give them the bad news if they have already set up in a site that's reserved for tonight. DAMN ... here I go < sigh >.

Yeah ... shit ... they had set up on a site that had a reservation on it for tonight. I apologized profusely, then found them another site. They weren't very pleased with me. Understandable. What a lousy start to a beautiful day. Looks like today is going to be sunny and hot. As I was heading to the campground office to tell them that I assigned site D25 to the 7:50 arrival, Mrs. 7:50 was just leaving the office, fuming. She was told that the site she was on, D27, was not available, and she was livid ! No, no ... I didn't put you on D27, I put you on D25. I returned to the office with her, and sorted it out with Jill.

After my second cup of coffee, and as Joanne was leaving for Falcon Lake to buy groceries, I returned to bed, falling asleep almost instantly. No sooner had I fallen asleep, when ... KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. A camper with a blown breaker. Again I returned to bed. RING RING. Hello ? The phone call was dropped. Call display indicated that it was from Lorri. I waited for about 10 minutes for her to call back. She didn't. I couldn't drive to the park entrance gate to call her, because Joanne was gone with the truck. Back to bed. RING RING. Shirley Johnson calling to tell me they were coming out tomorrow instead of today. Back to bed. Getting more sleep seemed to be hopeless. Joanne's return woke me up. Here's the phone, go phone your sister. Back to bed. Joanne's return again woke me up. I give up ... let's have lunch.

After lunch, the phone rang again. It was Dwight, who is in Winnipeg for his father's 90th birthday. We had a bad connection, so I told him I would call him back in a few minutes. I drove to the park entrance gate, and returned his call. While we were discussing his and Jennifer's plans to come visit us at West Hawk, I recognized a huge truck and fifth wheel rig that was pulling up to the park gate. It was Ruth Ann and Tom Huggard, Escapee friends of ours from Ontario. I waved them over to the side of the road, and finished up my call with Dwight.

How wonderful to see Tom and Ruth Ann. I escorted them to the campground, then got them settled into one of the last few remaining sites in the campground. Their fifth wheel is longer than ours, and getting a rig that size into a West Hawk campsite is quite a challenge. Tom and Ruth Ann, and their Scottish Terrier, Angus, spent the rest of the day visiting with us at our campsite. After barbecuing and eating supper, outside at the picnic table, we all walked over to Miller Beach. As usual, Bo charged into the lake. Angus did not. Angus is old, and docile, despite being a Terrier. I wonder if Bo will ever be that mellow ? We walked Tom and Ruth Ann and Angus back to their trailer, then returned to ours. Joanne cleaned up and washed dishes, while I resumed the computer work I had been doing much earlier in the afternoon when Dwight phoned. Late into the evening, I worked on updating our investment files. WOO-HOO ! ! ! The markets have performed admirably in the last few weeks.

DSK