Work, deadbolts and other things

So, Tom had a pretty big list of "to do's" before he left. One of which was install deadbolts in our front and back doors. Since we just replaced the front door when we had the flood problem- it hadn't been drilled yet for a deadblot. Needless to say- between foaling mares, training new help at the office, and getting the center ready for renters- it never happened. So he arranged for a contractor to come and get it installed this past week- which happened yesterday.
But, before he left, Tom handed me the 22 handgun and said"cock it"- which he then showed me how. He then gave me this wonderful advise: " Put this on your bedstand- if you hear any noise grab it, cock it, and hide behind the bed on the floor and use the mattress to steady your hand and shoot anything that comes throught the bedroom door- and call 911." I hope you see the humor in this- because I thought it was HILARIOUS!

The other funny thing was Tom's (almost) week long drive out to MA. I would get these calls because he is BORED TO DEATH- while I, on the other hand, am running around like a chicken with my head cut off- training a new person, cleaning the Center inbetween guests with my crew, and handling work- which I was going a tad crazy with messed up orders and inspections! I think I was still emotionally drained from losing the colt, no sleep, and Tom leaving, I just hope this week is better...
I have my first rehersal this next week and that's another story about the crazy Samuel French guy that I talked to so I can get our theater company licensed and get our scripts! Is anything ever easy????? I know- not if it's worthwhile!

They released Tom today at Church- it was very nice the Bishop went off on how much he loved Tom and all the work he did, same with the Stake Presidency. Women kept coming up to me crying (for me) which then made me cry. I kept saying he didn't die and I'll see him in three weeks! I'm so grateful for all the ward members who have offered to help me if i should need anything. I even have volunteers for the next "foal watch." One sweet lady I visit teach who is rather weak from a series of illnesses offered to come and keep an eye on her while I'm at work- she'll just read her book and lay there on the lawn lounge.