The Airport.

Currently, I’m here. Doing important things. You know, work things. Or something like that.

I think it’s been over a month since my last declaration of how much I just straight up adore the Pellston Regional Airport. I’ve actually grown rather found of all the stuffed wildlife. There’s something comforting about them now instead of freaky.

Hold ‘yer horses though — I’m still not ready to throw down on the hunting front. Lawdy. Can you see me pulling a trigger on some beautiful beast? I was such a baby when Guru took me shooting. I did it, don’t get me wrong, and I had a damn good aim, but I was still nervous, heart pounding through my chest the entire time.

So yesterday, no trails. It took Brother and I a good three hours to hit up stores, beginning with Bill’s Farm Market. Brother has a slight obsession with the place. He goes insane. Grabbing everything in sight and then I have to take half of everything out that he puts in the cart. To which he reputs things back in and I continue to take them out — and so forth.

After Bill’s we hit up theĀ Grain Train in Petoskey. During checkout at Bill’s, we sounded very Portlandia when we asked if they knew where we could buy raw milk. We were both had at, co-op, so Grain Train it was.

I still don’t get why organic is so much more expensive. This isn’t a complaint — because I will pay the price to eat as clean and healthy as possible, this is more an observation of the staggering difference in organic. Europe doesn’t have this big of a disparity.

Also happening right now: an older woman is sitting behind me, playing annoying YouTube videos for all to hear. At first I was dumbfounded, thinking, surely she can’t really be playing videos that loud! But, oh yes, she is.

It is driving me insane. I’ve given her the annoyed death look numerous times now, and she’s oblivious, completely oblivious to them! If only I could be that blissfully unaware and not give a shit to disturb others!

I think I’m more envious than anything. WHY must I be so hyper aware of everyone else? Maybe this woman has got the right idea — to hell with everyone else, just do what you want to do.

I was about to ask her to turn down her volume, but thankfully, someone else handled that request for me. And she said no! NO! Double envious. If that were me, I’d be shrinking in horror, wanting the floor to swallow me up. But no, this lady straight up just doesn’t give a shit. Incredible.

I wonder if I could ever be like that … one day? Doubtful.

Seems I’m also in denial that I am getting married in a week and a half. And that I have things to do, like go get a damn marriage license. Contact the caterer, finalize wines and other boring details to handle.

Which I really should get on, so then I don’t have to worry about it and we can lose ourselves in the woods without a care in the world for a few hours.

So that’ll be the goal today — handling the deets. It’s going to be unusually hot today and tomorrow, and we’ll plan for the hikes to start Thursday. Water days for now. Which is just fine by me.

I can sit for hours with my feet dangling off the dock, doing nothing. Just staring. Soaking in the silence. Reconnecting.

Yes, that sounds like just the kind of afternoon I need.

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