one for the road

Ty's kayak B&B had one last boater, who took a Sunday morning Greyhound out of town, a week after everyone else left.

The night before his surgery, Ty told him, "Dog, I'm havin' surgery in the morning."

Boater: "Oh no dude, don't worry. I'll be fine."

Me: ?????

On the week went, day after day, Boater hanging out, Ty drugged in his post-op recliner, all while I'm packing, cooking, cleaning, mowing, lugging, and wondering, "Why is he just sitting there not helping?"

You can't have too much hot sauce!

Finally, I told him he had to leave.  I gave him fair warning.  He stayed.  Well then, out came the enormous to-do list, and I have never seen someone work so hard, so fast.  Thank you!

Now, a few days later, I miss him, and I see that it was good for Ty to have a buddy here during those hard days right after surgery.  I haven't even left the country yet, and I'm already learning to be more open-minded and look at my expectations.