Mud Season II

This episode really began Fri. as I hurried to finish homework, pack all of us , deal with pets and drive down the road. Except not that simple. About a 1/4 mile down the road, I knew we were in the wrong spot. I compare it to river running, we were in a class 5 mud rapid and getting buried, and I still believe it was because of the collective power of the mind. I was trying to make myself think positive, and not that we were going to get a mud bath, but I could not Jedi mind power myself to stop thinking about getting stuck. And I could not stop my daughter from saying "We're going to get stuck, and My cousins are waiting for me in Seattle!". So we were stuck, for about an hour 1/4 mile from my house, We couldn't bail out on this trip, although seeming so far away.
Fast forward , Sunday evening, after a busy and fun weekend with family and friends and parties and dinner, we did the trek home about 6 hours if your single, 7-8 if you have 2 children with you, and a dog with a skin allergy. So, after more fast food then is ever allowed, we made it to the end of the road, well the end of the driveable part of the rd. We parked next to the other 14 tax paying neighbors cars (the commissioner told my husband our neighborhoods tax money wouldn't be missed if we stopped paying property taxes because the county refuses to maintain our rd., although they won't let us gate it to keep mudboggers from ripping it up for fun. I think they might miss 14 residents property tax money in this econonmy though). Anyway, I dumped all of my dirty clothes out of my back pack, find the essentials, the portable dvd player for my 2.5 year old, DS for my 7.5 year old, my school books, lap top ,kindle, brush, shampoo and purse, stuff them back in the back pack. It is 7:42 and it is getting dark rapidly, and I have dealt with the psycho moose on this stretch before, don't want to do it in the dark. We dress the kids and ourselves, mud gear, boots and raingear. My poor husband carries the 2.5 year old because we didn't expect to walk and bring the back pack or even pack his mud boots, so I carry 3 bags and my back pack and guide my daughter between us because it is dark, we are unprepared and don't even have a working flashlight, of course. But we must get home to our ailing cat and 2 other dogs we tied up in the wood shed lined thickly with straw and clean dogbeds.
To be continued......