Peggy's Taxi Service

Perhaps I am being too sensitive because I have had a lot of "hits" lately for driving people around, but in the last few days, I've felt like I have a target painted on my rear.
Yesterday, I spent no fewer than five hours driving two ham radio friends to different locations. One is blind and (obviously) can't drive. He needed to go to his bank. The other had a borrowed car and needed an additional driver to help him pick up his "new" car and return the loaner to a community far to the west. Both fellows are good friends and would do the same for me.
I provided a ride for the blind friend to a luncheon gathering for my radio club folks today, and a ride to Danville, IN, for another ham friend (whose car is broken down) to get RACES (Radio Amateur Civil Emergency Services) credentials, since I was going that way. Tomorrow morning, I will take the blind friend to his workplace for several hours to get his tasks done...then the yellow taxi sign on top of my vehicle goes into the Oscar-Foxtrot-Foxtrot position! Amateur radio operators take care of one another. I am usually on the receiving end of their good will. I try to give back by paying them or offering to help however I can. Right now, I'm just DONE for awhile.

Looks like I will get to see my grandchildren for slightly more than 24 hours this weekend. Since the weather will turn off crappy, Megan will be here to "hang out" with them on Saturday. We are still feeling our way through new circumstances. I hate my new status as part-time grandmother, but I'll take whatever I can get, at this point. My guess is that my daughter will move to California at the end of the year. Don't know how she will see her children after that. I just don't want to lose them to the confusion!

The patio project is on hold until after the rain is over....when?? Who knows? There are still a bunch of things to do in the house, but there's no hurry. No one is ever here!

Oh...for those of you who worry...I called the dermatologist's office today to tell them that I am on "blood thinners" and to make sure that it wouldn't have an effect on the growth removal scheduled for Tuesday. The nurse assured me that the docs there do not take patients off their meds. They just control the bleeding. What is being removed is about the size of a pencil eraser. I seriously doubt I would bleed to death from that!! (Thank you sister Shari and friend Mike for offers to come hold my hand, but the doctor's office is only a half-mile down the road...and I think I can handle this!) I love you all!