Archive for July, 2005

Brain: *mutter* *mutter* lists, lists, things to do, things to do. okay. next list: Stuff to Do in the Downstairs Apartment.

me: *snorgle* *hrmph* huh?

Brain: aha! you’re here! *leaping up and down with glee*

me: *snorgle* eh? whassup? whassall the noise?

Brain: lists! Things To Do! jump in and help out!

me: you’re way too damn cheerful. shaddup and go to sleep.

Brain: but we have Things to Do!

me: do any of them involve the house burning down?

Brain: …. well. no. but we have Thing—

me: yeah. to do. i get it. do any of them involve Life Threatening Situations? that must be addressed in the next five minutes or so? or even the next hour?

Brain: … well. no. but we ha—

me: shaddup. sleep. the body and the muscles need rest. and you? need to gear it down for a while.

Brain: but we Bought a House! and we have a Family! and there are Papers and Bills and Chores and Projects and Lists! and —

me: right. all that, and a bag of chips. stop dancing. i get that there are a lot of *Things to Do*, and *Lists*, and *we* (by the way, i don’t agree with your use of the pronoun) need to find a job. i get all that. but it’s 3 in the goddamn AM. i would like to fall asleep before the sun comes up. and i would like to not have nightmares again, thanks to your hyperactivity. the one about the two planes using the flight path over our house, while i was trying to write a sign for the rental? and the two planes spiraling down across the skyline? and the flames downtown, which we could see and hear from here?

basta. enough. i can’t live thru that dream again. i’ve had a hard time driving down the street lately, because i see and hear the planes, and flash back to the dream, and wonder if it’s my gram’s second sight kicking in, or just some bad leftovers.

enough. shaddup, and go to sleep.

Brain: *quietly* but. there are things that we ha…

me: right. plants, bills, job search, insurance, rental, car, family, friends. and we’ll talk about it in the morning. hold that thought. and let me sleep. because i’m way too damn old for all nighters.

Brain: Little Small said he didn’t think it was bed time because it was still light.
me: uh huh. right. welcome to New England, and day light savings, and the argument i had with *my* parents every damn night in the summer when i was growing up.

Go. To. Sleep.


Brain: bu—

me: nuh! uhnuh! hmmnh!

Brain: bu—

me: zip! humuhnuh! nuh!

Brain: b—

me: e. n. o. u. g. h. enough! enough. sleeeeeeep.

Brain: buh-

me: nuh.

Brain: b–

me: *snorgle*


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(other than… choosing yesterday to do yardwork was likely not the smartest decision i’ve made lately.)

amazing to me how the infinite list of tasks pops up *as soon* as you buy a house. so far, i’ve whacked down all sorts of plants, cleaned out the driveway, the back patch, the front patch, the tenant’s driveway, and part of the tenant’s backyard. also, dealt with a wasp nest, hosed down the front porch (pollen), bought new trash barrels, planted all sorts of new plants, gotten a bird feeder, listed the downstairs apartment all over the place, cleaned out some of our back porch (a four-season room), gotten area rugs for a few places, spent more $$ than i thought possible at Home Despot (and been happy about it), fought a so far losing battle with the hose and a small leak into the basement (and they are connected), and shovelled things into yard waste bags.

also? discovered that owning a place is a whole lot different than renting. it’s taken some time for it to sink in. but it’s nice. 🙂

Little Man asked me tonight: ‘if we bought the place, and don’t have to go anywhere, why does it look like we’re moving?’ i asked what he meant, and he said, ‘you and dad are doing all sorts of things like we’re moving.’ and i suppose it does look that way. we’re committed to the place in a way we weren’t before, so we’re doing all sorts of tasks that were left for later, or for others, before. there’s a whole lot of trash going out, and (largely cosmetic) changes in our physical space. so, it stands to reason he’d ask.

in much the same way that we have to wait 20 years for the feedback on making him do homework now, i’m sure it will take years (or a house purchase) before he understands where his dad and i are now. heavens knows, i have a whole new appreciation for my parents with this experience.

oh, and?

the heat sucks. 🙂

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(and no, i’m not making this up.)

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technically, Little Man is with us for the 4th this year. but we had the chance to do some celebrating over the weekend, and this way, he can spend time with both families if he heads up to his mother’s tomorrow. and hey, who wouldn’t want two Fourth of Julys if it meant twice the fireworks? 😉

hubby took today off, and my two boys spent the morning laughing their asses off at Buster Keaton movies. i got to sleep in (yeah, right, ‘i’ll be down in a minute’ – what was i thinking?), and wake up to the sound of peals of laughter on the monitor. then we packed up food, towels and toys, and spent the afternoon at the lake, splishing around, lazing, and sunning.

dinner was fantastic – have i mentioned how much i love my menu system? well worth the subscription. anyway – teriyaki chicken, Asian coleslaw, grilled bratwurst with Southwestern relish, rosemary potato salad, sautèed onions, and for dessert, confetti angel food cake with ice cream, sprinkles, and caramel butterscotch sauce.

and then we all trundled into the car to go to the fair. i found a local fair, with a few rides and some games, that was also doing fireworks. lemme tell you – i can’t believe how nicely it worked out. quick drive up there, parking was a breeze (and free!), lines for the rides were short, LS got to get in a few different rides as well as a free tattoo and some cotton candy, and we walked over to the field just as the fireworks were starting and plunked ourselves in a front row spot. 15 minutes of things going *pssst* *boom!*, and then we scootled out of there and home.

all in all, quite a lovely holiday, and a welcome respite from the recent insanity (we hope to close on the house Tuesday, and if you’ve ever bought a house, you know far more than i do about how crazy it all gets in an insanely short time). if you’re actually celebrating your Fourth on the 4th, enjoy!

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