Crazy Mountain and a Dead Rat

I'm home.

It was a strange drive back. I stopped for coffee on the way back -- about 80 minutes from Asheville. I put in GPS again and it rerouted me from my usual mountain drive because of heavy traffic (maybe an accident). I ended up in a national forest for 20 miles with only SOS signal and NOTHING but forest. Turns, slide warnings -- and then it started pouring rain.

Got off that mountain -- phew, and thought it was over. Nope. Another mountain with the absolutely craziest switchbacks. I had to turn hand over hand, over and over, up the mountain and down again. Beautiful scenery, but I didn't enjoy it because I was a bit unnerved. 

Then a route through a rural town with construction and closed roads. Geez. It was an adventure. Won't be jumping to take that route again -- I'll stick with traffic.

I had brunch before I left Asheville -- I needed it for that drive. 

Outdoor seating overlooking
their veggie garden.

Did I mention we have rats? Traps set, house sealed. BUT, a smell in the basement and I said it was a dead rat. I wasn't believed -- well, guess what?!? Smell is now really bad and I found the rat in the unfinished ceiling area dripping rotting guts when I got home. Lovely. The company is coming first thing to dispose of the body because we can't reach it. I hope it's only the one rat. 

Grandson is coming first thing today until Sunday evening. I probably will be MIA until then. Wish us luck running after a toddler and get that sweet boy to sleep in an unfamiliar place. I'm going to be tired after this, but I love getting to spend so much time with him.

I'm solo today -- hubby at a golf tournament. I'll need extra luck.

Have a good one. Later gators.