Home at last!!! What a relief

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We went up north to Gilroy California on Monday July 30th. It was a combination trip to see Bill's doctors and to visit his daughter. I also got to go to the thrift shops and the craft stores there too (they have craft stores we don't have down here and if we do happen to have them they are about as far off as the ones in Gilroy). I had a wonderful time shopping the thrift stores and walked out with my arms loaded with "finds" of all kinds. I'll be busy for quite awhile making bears from fake fur jackets and vests. I also found stuff to put in my booth space in the shop. I also got to go to Harbor Freight. I love the place!!!! It sounds odd for a woman to love a tool store, but I never claimed to be normal. I found a replacement drill for the one lost in the fire, along with the nut driver set I needed to replace the one for setting the bolts and nuts for the joints in the various bears. The main purpose for the drill is for making the joints for the bears. I could order them ready made but they are about 4 times the amount I would spend for them by making them myself. A 4 by 8 foot piece of masonite costs me about $9 and I get between 350 and 1000 joints out of one sheet of the masonite. Where the same amount of joints would cost me about $40 to $250. So it is much less costly for me to make them. We get to visit with Bill's daughter, son in law, their dogs and Bill's grandson. We have a wonderful time with them so it is more than worth the trip to get to see them. We also visit Bill's doctors that he has known for many many years and seen as doctor/patient relationship for the same amount of time. This time was for a ultrasound of his heart. It took about half an hour for the testing to be done and then the rest of the day was ours. So we all had lunch and off we went to Salvation Army where I found a Coach handbag...the real thing not a knock off! I got it for a very very reasonable price!!!!!!! That made the whole day!!! Then we made plans for dinner and Bill's daughter went back to work and we went back to our room to relax for a few hours before dinner. That was the only complaint I had about the whole trip. We stayed at Motel 6 and they have really upgraded their accommodations! The beds are great, the curtains are not the see through type they used to have, there are plenty of towels, there is a nice table and really nice bedside tables. They changed from carpet to wood floors which is a really nice touch. My only complaint is that the chairs were designed by the Marquis De Sade! They could break your back in less than a minute!!! The most comfortable seat in the whole room is the toilet!!!!!! I have tried sitting on them every way I know how, with a pillow from the bed, with my special orthopedic pillow, with a blanket, towels, jackets, with my feet propped up and nothing helps make the chairs more comfortable to sit on. They are horrible! I'll get up and go sit on the toilet and it is so comfortable that you could sit on it for hours and hours. I wonder if the people who ordered the chairs for the rooms sat on them or not. I am leaning towards the belief that they didn't or if they did it was for less than 30 seconds. I get to the motel and can't wait to come home again just because of the horrible chairs. I carry miniature bears to hand sew with me so that I can sit in Bill's daughter's chairs at the diningroom table and sew the bears together....I also sew them in the car when we're going from point "A" to point "B". Does anyone else have that problem when they go to a motel? Or is it just the Motel 6 chain? If I could figure a way to carry my own chair with us without using up the limited amount of room we have in the Mustang (I take up a lot of room with all the finds for the shop....I almost bought a saddle this time but there definitely wasn't the room for one in the trunk... The inflatables are great except that working around them with pins and needles sewing doesn't quite work out well either.... so there aren't too many options. Anyway it is wonderful being home and on the couch talking to my friends on the lot.