*Sigh* I’ve been on the go for several hours now, and I am getting too old for this. Hush, Melissa. And my family. Normally I would want you to be agreeable, but not this time.
I met Rachael at the automotive shop at 8:20 this morning. We decided we needed some breakfast, so we went to Whataburger. But we stopped by Walmart first to see if Beth wanted anything.
I pulled up to the door of the garden department and asked Dorothy (the door greeter) if Beth was inside. She said yes, she was at the register, so Rachael went inside to see what she wanted to eat. But Dorothy asked me if I was Beth’s mother and I told her yes. She said, “You raised a good one.”
I am so glad that everybody Bethany works with, likes her. Even the managers like her.
Prov 22:6……Teach your children to choose the right path, and when they are older, they will remain upon it. NLT
Well, I’m actually not that glad that Robert likes her. Manuel’s given up, praise God. Robert may have, too. He’s not text messaging her 107 times a day now (that’s an actual figure for one day, not something I just pulled out of the air.) However, we don’t know if he’s driving by the house at weird hours. He could be sitting down the street watching her come home in the afternoons. He gets off work at 2:00 and she gets off at 4:00.
After we ate and took Beth some food, I took Rachael to work. Then I went back to Walmart to do some shopping. I wandered around that store for an hour and a half. You spend more money that way. I kept forgetting things, and would have to walk back to the other side of the store to get it. But I did meet one of our church people there. She was wandering, too.
We have to do some more moving/cleaning tonight. It’s the last night Rachael will be able to do it. She has her oral surgery in the morning at 11:00. She’s nervous, so please pray for her. If you go here, you can see what she’s having done. Her upper right wisdom tooth is not completely through, because it is growing into the side of another tooth. It’s causing her some pain now.
Time to put away all the stuff I got at Walmart.