My extremely capable and talented daughter Kendra had a near breakdown yesterday over a turkey.
This is the woman who can put up drywall and drag bushes out of the ground by tying them to the back of her car. Of course this is after she’s been digging at it herself for hours.
She’s exhausted and it just goes to show you what happens when you’re stretched far too thin. She rarely takes a day off. Kendra is also a realtor and has houses to show and closings to attend.
An Unfortunate Time To Flip A House:
And she bought this flip house just before the cost for materials soared, when she was adding 600 additional square feet to what was already there. If only she’d known the world was going to be consumed with a deadly pandemic.
She’s way behind on this flip house because of all the problems that have ensued over not being able to get supplies. And then when she can find them, they’re extremely over priced. How can they sell a stupid board for $70 and sleep at night? What a racket.
She closed on yet another flip house at the end of last month, so that one is looming over her along with the mortgage.
The Thanksgiving Meal That Almost Wasn’t:
All she wanted was to provide a great Thanksgiving dinner for Marley and Riley. Of course this is after they’ll have had Thanksgiving lunch at their dad’s. So they won’t starve or anything.
But alas, every mother wants to provide an Instagram worthy Thanksgiving meal I suppose. Instagram doesn’t really interest me. I can’t imagine feeling the need to photograph every occasion. She doesn’t do that either. Where would she find the time?
Her boyfriend, the cook in the house who can produce gourmet feasts, is currently out of state helping his mother. She has cancer and it’s really bad. It’s probably his last holiday with her.
So he’s stressed out as well, as he is taking time off from his job as a public defender. They’re always overwhelmed and overworked with too many court cases to show up in court for.
A Kind But Equally Stressed Partner:
So he very thoughtfully ordered Kendra and the kids a complete Thanksgiving meal before he left town last week. All she had to do was pick it up. Except the store called her and said there was a mix up and they ran out. No turkey meal.
This sent her right over the edge after all the other things in her life were already inching her toward it. She had sort of a meltdown, tears and all, and the store called her back and said they’d arranged for her dinner and it was free.
Which made her cry all over again at the generosity. She’d already called all over town and no one had turkey dinners left. Kendra will probably spend every waking hour before the kids come over from their dad’s house working at the flip house.
Pouring Your Heart Out To A Stranger:
She ended up tearfully explaining her predicament to the person at the store who brought the meal to her. Because isn’t that what you do, end up crying in front of a complete stranger, when your life has become overwhelming?
If only she’d called me. I went to the barbecue place owned by a famous Oklahoma football player. He probably makes a ton of money, maybe more than he did at football. Because he now has these popular restaurants, Billy Sims Barbecue, all over the place.
I drove through there yesterday and bought a quarter of a turkey, already sliced, for my own Thanksgiving meal. They know me there. I frequently pick up a sandwich meal and take it to Kendra at the flip house nearby when she can’t get away.
What I Do:
Sometimes I order myself half a pound of chicken or turkey. When I get home I put single meal portions in baggies. Then I pull a baggy from the freezer, stick it in the fridge to thaw, and make veggies to go with it.
I could have gotten Kendra and the kids however much turkey she wanted, already cooked and sliced. And the sides if she wanted them as well. They sell complete family sized dinners there every day of the week.
But when you’re already so stressed out simple things often don’t occur to you. If only she’d called Mom.
I talked to her last night and the horrid day was already a funny story instead of a tearful one. I’m sure one of us will think to bring it up every Thanksgiving for years to come.