As few of you know The Boy, Bubba, our son, has been in town for a little over a week. We also had our nephew for most of that time. Then, because we had Bubba and Simon, we also had some other family, because it’s rude to hog all the happiness unto yourself. All deformity and anxiety aside, I’ve been super busy and extremely happy.
Things I Have Done Lately:
Laughed
Smiled
Cried with joy
Listened to the complaints of young adults
Reminisced
Nearly died of pride
Cooked and cooked and cooked
Dishes, and dishes, and more dishes
Drank really, quite a lot of beer
Tried a new whiskey
Drank really, much more than usual
Wore pants and a bra, sometimes for 16+ hours
Closed doors
Laundry, laundry, laundry
Avoided looking into anyone’s bedroom
Liked a new movie I had no interest in
Played games
Starbucks, out the yin yang
Marveled
Said things like, “Put your sister down!”
Spoiled all of the children just a smidge, for just this week
Ate a lot of sushi, but not as much as young men
Contemplated buying more bath towels
Saw what Grand Theft Auto was all about
Questioned the cost of building a loft apartment over the garage
Things I Have Not Done Lately:
Mopped floors
Properly exercised
Read books
Paid attention to social media
Taken a long, hot shower
Today, after yummy lunch, The Mister will see that The Boy gets to his flight. Then we’ll sigh and cry and miss him all over again.
The rest of this week should be quite busy, and hopefully happy enough. Except that One Day. That One Day should simply be quiet and happy. Happy like peaceful. Me all alone in the house — whistle of a tea kettle, the rustle of turning pages, and the soft snores of napping pets and Joeys…Oh yes, I’m looking forward to happiness recovery!
It’s a lot like how you look forward to vacation, and then as much as you’ll miss vacation, you’re eager to wake up in your own bed and walk to your own coffee pot.
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Totally get the relief at being home. When I returned from my step grandpa’s funeral, aside my pain in my leg and anxiety from having to go up on my meds during the trip, I was overjoyed to be home. Nothing better. But, switching things up, as you did, makes you appreciate home even more.
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Ahh, the calm after the storm!
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Of all the things you’ve done lately, the only one that isn’t great is the bra one. Was that really necessary? hah Sounds like you’ve had a wonderful time!!!!
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Since 90% of the time, it’s just and the girls and me here, we’re pretty lax about modesty or privacy. Having The Mister home is one thing, having Bubba home is another, but having Simon here makes modesty and privacy essential.
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“Wore pants and a bra, sometimes for 16+ hours”
This made me laugh so. hard. The ultimate sacrifice, in my view.
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Thank you for laughing, and commenting! 🙂
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May the recovery be swift and complete and without residual effect.
What was the movie?
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Thanks.
It was Lucy. It started out gross and violent, then it was interesting, then the ending kinda tanked.
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Ah. Gross and violent = no thanks, thanks.
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Right?
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I remember hearing that we bought more towels and I remember hearing doors being closed (loud) and being closed from the inside (louder). Peace and quiet are in your future.
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Looking forward to it!
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Wowsa! It’s all quite remarkable when you start listing daily feats. Especially 16+ hours in a bra. And I’m most impressed you still have enough oomph left to post this. I can’t even get it together to post a ‘here’s why I’m not posting’ post. You youngsters !!
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*feels young* Thanks! 🙂
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And the bra thing caught my attention too. Oh, men just can’t possibly understand what we go through. And what was the new whisky?
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Maker’s Mark 46
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Ahhh, the good stuff, eh?
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It was good. I’m not big on whiskey, but it was smooth.
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“Wore pants and a bra, sometimes for 16+ hours” = the horror of it all! 😉 Glad you had some happy time Joey!
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You’ll get back there, Joey. 🙂
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sounds like pretty much how life should be lived I’d say..
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“Wore pants and a bra, sometimes for 16+ hours” that is a huge thing! especially if you wore pants and a bra for 16+ at the same time!!! 😉 (of course pj pants are exempt from this equation)
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Thank you for acknowledging my sacrifices! 😉
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