We hoped to spend Day Four of our Spring Break trip working in New Meadows, but alas, we couldn't find any work to do (we had a promising lead, but it didn't pan out).
So we packed up the truck and headed down the road just a bit.
Josh had talked with the owner of a nearby fishing resort the week prior, so we stopped there to see if they had any cabins available (they did) and if they knew of anyone who needed some work (they did).
You'd think that finding work on our Spring Break trip would be easy, but it's not.
People are usually skeptical when we tell them what we're doing - they think we want money, they think there's a catch, or they think we have ulterior motives.
In fact, shortly after we arrived and talked to the owners of the fishing resort about finding work, one of them said, "I'm just waiting for the other shoe to drop." and when we assured him that there was no other shoe, he asked, "So do you guys take this traveling circus on the road all year long?"
After convincing them that we just just enjoyed meeting new people and teaching our kids the value of community service, they put Josh on the phone with someone who knew a widow in town, named Jessie who needed some yard work.
Yard work is our specialty.
And we come with our own rakes, shovels, hoes, and laborers.
(Semi) hard working laborers.
And funny laborers.
Once the yard work was ton, it was time to nourish the laborers.
And then it was time to entertain the laborers.
Turns out this was the same hot springs pool my grandparents had taken me to when I was ten years old.
There used to be a diving board right there.
And I spent an entire day jumping off of it (in a turquoise one piece with a yellow stripe across the top) thirty-two summers ago.
And then it was time to go.
But not before grabbing a few snacks.
Wasting hard earned money on quarter machines.
And playing pool.
And then we got settled in back at the cabins where I read, Josh barbecued, and the laborers befriended a family with extra smoore-making supplies.
And then we ate dinner (BBQ chicken, salad, and pineapple).
And forced the teenagers to play spoons with us.
Don't let that smile fool you - she pouted through every round because she didn't want to play, but finally started smiling when she knew she was about to win.
And then (because forcing teenagers to do anything they don't want to do is so much fun), everyone (myself included) went to bed with a crappy attitude (which resulted in Josh and I getting into our first argument of the trip).
And that concluded Day Four.