Ch. 25 There's So Much Fucken Stuff to Do Yet!

Oh yeah, it's coming soon Babe! It's what's for dinner!
Hi Guys, this might be the last Journal Entry before we leave for “Mancation-2, The Road Trip.” Key word, “might,” hopefully everything that needs to be done, gets done before Saturday! I hate to say this, the job I took on, getting the route and overnight stops for the trip, is not going well. And then, I remembered why, I don’t do this shit, my wife does, I drive! And now I use GPS Directions to guide me. Sometimes I don’t follow the turn-by-turn directions, just to hear the GPS update the directions with, “Make a Legal U-Turn in 200 feet!” In Kauai, several years ago, trying to get to the beautiful Grand Canyon, I made it change directions five times! I didn’t like the look of the roads it chose for me to use; we still got there, but I fully expected the GPS Voice to say, “Listen Up Asshole, do you want my directions or not!” But it didn’t say anything, I was kind of disappointed! 😜

Well, I’m having the kind of trouble that my wife can bail me out of right now. It’s time to come clean with her on the coming trip. I figured if I took her out for dinner and told her of our complete plans for the coming week, she wouldn’t make a scene in public! Oh yeah, I’d hear about it in the car on the way home, but least she’d have a few minutes to calm down. However, I have a deep gut feeling, everything will go just fine between us. So, that’s the plan, later today, at dinner I’ll get her help.

It just so happened during the afternoon; I heard an advertisement about “Mother’s Day” this coming Sunday! Oh FUCK! I didn’t check the calendar, and I have nothing purchased as a gift, let alone what kind of gift to buy her, plus, we planned on leaving early Saturday Morning! Man, I’m going to be Fucked, and not in a good way too!

The first thing I do is text Larry,
[Mother’s Day, Sunday!] almost immediately, I get a text back from him,
[Oh Shit! I forgot!] And then he texted me once more,
[Must tell John we can’t pick up Trailer on Friday!]
Texting went on for a while, but I put it to a quick stop with,
[Nothing to panic about, we’ve got this! Talk later.]

My thinking gears went into immediate action, first get the present covered, thank goodness for “Amazon Prime,” overnight or two-day shipping, both gets me what I chose for her in enough time. And, I used the “OpenTable” App to secure reservations for four on Sunday’s Dinner outing. I picked her favorite Italian Restaurant that all four of us had gone to in the past. They are overpriced normally; I can see them taking us to the fucking cleaners on Mother’s Day! No complaints, it’s my fault, my main functioning brain, for the last few weeks, lives at the top of my dick! I never thought that would be a comment that would apply to me! So, I texted Larry once more with the things I came up with to bail us out. He was grateful and said, he owed me big time, hugely, gigantically, pick a word for him. I said, “I’ve got your back Jack, you fucken know that!” We are not going to let a National Holiday, spoil what we have planned for ourselves. The trip will be a little shorter, but no less wonderful!

It was time to ask my wife for help on my inability to get the travel info we need for our road trip. I sat down with her and discussed the road trip coming up soon. I said that Larry and I wanted to get together for a road trip before our combined vacation this Summer. That starting Monday, for a week, we’d like to take a road trip, go backpacking, hiking, maybe hang out a beach for a couple of days, and see how we handle being together in a primitive environment. It’s something that we’ve never done in all the years we’ve known each other. Interestingly enough, the first comment that came out from her was, “a week, huh?” I said, yeah, the couple of days at the lake was way too short! We were just starting to get to know each other, away from living next door, and coffee time, and it was time to leave.

She stayed silent for a moment or so, but seemed like an hour, I knew from my time in sales, shut the fuck up and wait, she’ll be the first one to talk, soon enough. And she did, “maybe you are right, you two really are close friends, other than a few times on the river with him, you really haven’t spent much time together.” I said, “I know, we were finding out how much fun there was out on the hiking trails, and the lake, then, the next thing you know, we were on the road back home again. This time we’d love to go backpacking overnight, camp under the stars, you know, living in Nature, stuff like that.” Well, she understood the draw, just doing guy stuff; stuff that she had no desire to do herself. I can’t believe how well this is going, so I tell her that to save time and money looking for lodging and food, we thought about renting a small trailer to cover those needs. Then I said, “what do you think about that idea?” She said, “It doesn’t sound one bit like you, I’d say it’s a good bet it’s Larry’s thinking. You’d just blow a ton of money looking for 5-Start accommodations!” I laughed and agreed with her. I also told her that we both really wanted to do the ultimate guy trip, you know, rough and ready stuff! You think I laughed; she was almost on the floor with a belly laughing fit! And managed to get out, “You rugged! Ha! You’ll be back home in two days!” I complained, “Hey, you done making fun of me yet!” She apologized somewhat, and said the following, (Guys, you might want to read this assessment of me, by my wife. Am I the negotiator, or what?) “If I know you, and I do well enough, your idea of accommodations for the Road Trip, would be a giant RV, super-equipped, 100-inch LED TV, Wi-Fi, Internet and Satellite Dish too, and you'd have all the food catered in each night!” I laughed and told her that she knew way too much about me! 

I assured her that Larry was the one who wanted to go primitive and I agreed to go along with his wishes. In fact, he works with a guy who had two trailers to rent, and we chose the smaller Airstream one, over a big Class A. I wasn’t expecting this from her though, she told me that she’s always wanted to see what an Airstream Trailer looked like inside. "Do you think I could see it too?" I said, "Of course, we would pick it up Sunday night after we get back home from dinner." She said, “You’re taking me out for dinner Sunday?” I said, “Of course, It’s Mother’s Day, and Larry and Ellen will join us too!” She asked where we will be going, and I told her it’s a surprise. Then she told me she will need to know so she could pick out what to wear, I told her you look great in anything you pick. I got a kiss over that statement! (Guys, you don’t get to be 56 years old without knowing what to say at the proper moment! 😄)

Now, I’ve got lots to tell Larry, and I know he’ll freak out on how I got the news too. We must make sure he gets his wife on board with us leaving for a week too. I hope he has covered this with her, but my guess is he didn’t yet. Just a guess. So, I decided to text him with some emojis, since he knows what most of them mean. This is what I sent,
[Bro, delete this thread after reading!]
and then sent, [🌜🏊🏻‍♂️🍆💦👨‍❤️‍👨]
[Also, important news to cover with you! Please come over after dark.]

Larry texted back, [🖕🏼🛌😴💤]
Of course, we are just having fun, we’ve been known to do worse.
So, I bluntly ended the texting with,
[Get your ass over here tonight, sleep later!] 

He did let me know that what I had to say better be worth him missing some 💤. I’d like to really make it worth his while, but I’m getting the vibe, not tonight dude! Oh well, that’s not any different than normal around here for me anyway! Sigh!

The Southern Route for the road trip
Let’s get back to getting help from my wife now. (I was texting Larry from the bathroom 🚽😁.) I told her I had two ideas for the route but was having trouble with overnight camping. I showed her a route from San Francisco North up to the Mendocino Coast, and one headed south from "Monterey to Big Sur, and on to San Simeon where the Hearst Castle" is located. The only thing I found was camping at Big Sur, which was okay, because there are hiking trails there, but I didn’t think we’d want to be stuck in one spot for days. 

She told me that the South bound direction should have better chances of overnight stays, plus there would be some day only beaches to visit too. And that she knew me well enough, that I’d love some beach time on the trip too. I told her, I do like her idea of the Southern Route, but I’ve driven on those narrow roads along the mountains to the sea, that maybe we should rethink towing a trailer, and rent a Class C type RV, smaller size, you can drive it instead of towing. 

(Frankly, just driving Larry’s giant wide-ass 6-wheel pickup truck is scary enough, add a 26+ foot trailer to tow, and I’ll be the Shotgun guy only! Maybe you can tell from this sad confession of mine, that I drive much smaller vehicles? Yes, I do, my favorite are sport cars, and my Cross-Over too. Since I’m Italian, you might guess what my favorite sport cars are to drive.)

I told her that, “I thought I could do this all by myself and told Larry I’d handle this stuff. Obviously, I suck at this, because I was getting nowhere fast!”

My wife then, is obviously the expert at getting places to stay when we go on road trips ourselves. So, my smart-thinking wife said, “then why not anchor the trailer in one of the Big Sur Campgrounds and then, use his truck to visit places along the coast?  You can then head back for the night at the campground.  That way you’re not towing that thing around on those winding roads!” I told her she was brilliant per usual, and maybe I was just not thinking clearly. (The problem was, the wrong brain was trying to do the thinking! 🤪)

I’ll let Larry know before he rents the trailer. I thanked my wife for helping me out of the mess I got myself into by promising stuff I might not be able to deliver. (Have no fear, "Super-Marcus" could ultimately get this chore done, but she’ll get it done faster and better than me! It’s called delegation, picking the best person to get the task done! Yeah, it’s a part of my job too! Work Smarter not Harder! 😅 )

It wasn’t a long visit for Larry, when he came over as I requested; he was serious about getting to sleep early, he had to be up a 4:00am! I told him that’s the middle of the fucken night, not morning! He just said, "tell me!"

I walked him out through the side yard from our Family Room, so we had a just moment of privacy, I knew not to start something with him, it wouldn’t be fair! I know if I had to be up at that God-Awful Hour, I’d appreciate being left alone too! I gave him a hug near the gate, but not close enough to be seen from the front-side. And the hug went in for a kiss, started by the both of us. I told him sleep well buddy, I'll see you soon enough! He dragged his hand slowly down my side, missing all the good parts too, as he left. I knew he would have rather spent some time alone, but work calls in the morning, gotta pay the fucking bills you know! I just smiled at him as he left to go home, and my stomach felt strangely empty.

I’ve mentioned this before, and I guess it’s appropriate to state it again, as I’ve grown older, I find myself getting emotional now. I can’t count the times that my eyes would get all watery when I felt sad or lonely. I was never that way before my fifties, and since Larry and I have been together, it’s worse than ever! It doesn’t feel bad, it feels strange, and when my eyes start watering, my stomach reacts too, like a hunger feeling, I guess. I haven’t talked much about this feeling to anyone, except you guys now.  Sometimes, I think that maybe you are listening to me and thinking, yeah, that’s me too! That helps me feel so much less alone!

I’m not going to add anything more to this already long journal posting, but I will make a “Back Story” page for Ch. 25 for you to read if you feel like it sometime.

Since the “ItsMarcusBlog” journal went online in March, I have occasionally looked at the Stats that Blogger makes available to me. It doesn’t tell me personal info on any of you except what Country you are coming from and then, what Chapters are currently being read by the different Countries, at different time choices that I'm allowed to use. It’s fascinating stuff. There’s nothing reported that points to a person, so have no fear. I let you see what I have learned in the Back Story for Ch. 25.

Until next posting, take care guys.
Marcus

Our BIG SUR PLANS journal continues in Chapter 26 Part One:






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