I proceeded to spend the rest of the week cleaning up the house and sorting through summer clothes. When I wasn't playing housemaid, I was taxi driver. By Friday, I was pretty worn out. We got up early to head to West Virginia to see Rob's parents. Look back at my blog our summer trip and you'll recall thatwe don't have the best luck with travel. We were on the road for no less than an hour, when the car started lurching. It seemed to be having trouble switching between higher gears. Remeber, my car is less than one year old. We spent the rest of the drive lurching up every hill (West Virginia has lots of hills). My stomach lurched right along with it. By thetime we arrived (4 bathroom stops and multiple threats to "leave your sister alone" later), my head was pounding. The last thing I want to be around Rob's family is grouchy, so I sucked it up.
They live a beautiful property in West Virginia and the girls had a blast. I love that they get the chance to live a little bit of country life. I grew up in the counrty and vowed to raise my family in the suburbs. I don't regret it for a minute, I don't miss finding copperheads in the washing machine or driving 45 minutes to see a movie. I do however wish the girls had more of a chance to live closer to nature, to learn the value of hard work.
The girls got to go four wheeling, fishing, and creeking. They were filthy and exhausted by the time we left. We had a great time joking around with Rob's parents and listening to their plans for thier house. I also learned that Rob's family reads my blog. I knew his dad did, but not the rest. Hopefully, I haven't insulted anyone.
The next night we lurched our way back home. And I got ready for Part 3.