Field Trips

There were days when P would tell me that we were going on a field trip.

I'd hop into the truck.

He'd usually play a General Conference talk on his iPad and we'd drive.

We'd check on different projects that our crews were doing.

We would sometimes take the crews water.

We would sometimes go to Farr's to get ice cream (like once a year).

I pretty much lived for these field trips.

I always felt like it was a day off.

Apparently, today I was a bit off.

Okay, maybe the entire week I have been off.

Mr. Watkins came into my office and announced we were going on a field trip.

Heidi IN!

First, we went to Burger King. 

They may or may not have sat and watched me eat a double patty with cheese and bacon with no bun.

They may or may not have ripped all of the sharp edges off of my fries.

I was in Burger King bliss.

For real.

Then we went on the hunt for coolers.

The semi-annual softball/lunch is next Tuesday and we needed coolers.

We found the perfect ones! 

Thank you, Walmart.

Then we went to pick up a tap and oil.

I would describe these but I really have no idea what they are for... the mill??

Then we came back to the office.

I felt like a new person.

And, I felt like P was smiling down on us...

Especially his guys for taking care of Sis!

Dream Team

When P was alive, he was my protector. He was my human diary. He was my big brother. He was my guider and director and speak-straighter. He would put me in my place when I needed it and would allow me to do the same with him. When that airplane crashed, I lost far more than my boss.

He had trained the guys right, though. Everyone picked up their own "duty" when it came to me. For months, the guys would take turns following me home to make sure I got home safely in the stick shift. For months and months, Rock would text me every morning and every night. For months, the guys would take turns eating lunch with me to make sure I ate. They have always been very protective, but they each picked up the slack from P being gone.

In particular, Mr. Watkins took the reigns. He and P were very close and I have always trusted him. He has been my P since I lost my P. This morning, we had interviews to go do. The dream team. Mr. Watkins, Beyta and Heidi Ray. Afterwards, they took me to lunch. At 10:15 a.m. Better believe I had a FAT bacon cheeseburger and a full dose of fries. I've been nibbling on crackers ever since with a slight stomach ache... judgement free zone!

P, thank you for making sure I'd be taken care before you got in that airplane. You never missed a single detail. I miss you. Every single day.