while I was away

Before I accepted the invitation/scholarship to attend the National Farmers Union Women's Conference in Clearwater, FL, I asked my husband if he would be mad if I traveled to florida for 6 days in January without him. "I'd be mad if you did not go." Was his response.

As the departure date got closer, there were small indications that something was up with our septic. No more detail is needed.

I took the shortest shower of my life before we climbed in the van for the trip south. "I'll take care of it" he told me.

Then he sent this photo.

And this one:

And all is right in our world again.