Spring Break Day 10

All good things must come to an end, and today Southern Man was tasked with taking twelve-year-old daughter a couple hours northeast to rendezvous with her mother and stepfather.

With half-sister and brand new step-grandmother (wife of her mother's father.) Former father-in-law even came out to chat, roughly doubling the total number of words he's spoken to me since the divorce.

The original plan was to take Teen Daughter with us and drop her off for a few hours of Mom time while we geocache in town but Teen Daughter had to work so Southern Man bade a tearful goodbye to twelve-year-old daughter (who called out as he left "find all those caches!") and hit the trail himself. He found five of six, including one on the turnpike that he and daughter had tried for on Wednesday.

Some geocaches are clever. Others are subtle. And this one hangs in plain sight fifteen feet above a stream and dares you to figure out a way to retrieve it. Southern Man walked the pipe.

And now Casa Sothern Man is all too quiet. Southern Man will catch up on the blog and grade what's left of the ungraded homework and read more Hunger Games and plan out his next week at work, which should be relatively uneventful. He's already looking forward to the next weekend.