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[sound of crickets]
Funny, isn’t it?
[sniffs a slight hint of mold and mildew]
One minute, you’re having breakfast with the kids and contemplating an entire weekend open to all sorts of fun possibilities.
[steps on, what looks like, half a cricket]
And…BAM!
[and partial remains of…I dunno what?!?]
Or…more accurately…BOOM!
[oh crap…is that poop!?!]
The lights go out.
[hit with an overwhelming desire to scream]
And your entire world seems to turn…upside…the frig…down!
This was the first weekend my husband has had off in FIVE weeks and — even though it’s been raining like a BITCH for the passed…um…forever — we weren’t planning anything special beyond a little yardwork, housework and…of course…laundry.
But, we looked forward to spending a little time…together.
“Are the kids in bed, yet?”
**heavy sigh**
“Yes, finally!”
**whispering**
“Don’t forget to light the candles, ‘kay.”
**heavy sigh**
“Okay.”
**whispering**
“And I think there’s some merlot in the cupboard.”
**heavy sigh**
“Uh-huh.”
**silence**
“Well…I’ll tell the kids you called…be sure to let the cat out and kiss the dog for me…goodnight!”
**closing flip-phone**
My parents insisted that we spend the weekend with them and — on second thought — perhaps it would have been a better idea if I’d listened to the kids…go home…and “camp-it-out,” with their dad.
What a way to end the summer, eh?!?
Thanks to Ernesto, we experienced a complete loss of power (until today) and now find ourselves three days behind on…well…let’s just say that back-to-school came a lot quicker than any of us would have liked.
I warned my kids not to leave their math and reading packets until the last minute!
On second thought, I probably shouldn’t be sitting here, blogging — feeling all depressed and crappy and how nobody would have missed me, anyways — when I could be out there, somewhere, like Costco, or K-Mart, or some place like that, taking care of some last-minute errands.
**stares out front door as TONS of traffic goes by**
NAH!
On second thought, I think I’ll just sit here a little while longer – or, at least until it’s time to switch the washer and dryer — because…soon…I’ll be busting my ass running four kids to school…to soccer practice…to girl scouts…to field hocky…and about half-a-dozen other activities…and back, again…while trying to figure just what in the hell I’m going to do…with the rest of my life…to keep from having to sell one of them…in order to afford gas and milk money…let alone college…and would much rather hear about your weekend!
**smiles in awkward silence**
So, pass the Midol and someone TALK TO ME, dammit!
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4 responses to “Summer Vacation – experiencing second thoughts along with a complete loss of power – Day 71”
Thanks to the seemingly magical power my daugter has over the weather, Ernesto, like every other major storm and problem recently missed us, sans some steady rain.
But with us waiting until the last minute with school preparations and her enrollment in a new private school, we NEEDED the time.
We even managed to sneak in a bar-b-que on Sunday with some friends while my daughter and the friends 2 boys played.
Sorry to hear your weekend got…well… washed out. Next time, take the camping out with dad option. 🙂
Thanks to the seemingly magical power my daugter has over the weather, Ernesto, like every other major storm and problem recently missed us, sans some steady rain.
But with us waiting until the last minute with school preparations and her enrollment in a new private school, we NEEDED the time.
We even managed to sneak in a bar-b-que on Sunday with some friends while my daughter and the friends 2 boys played.
Sorry to hear your weekend got…well… washed out. Next time, take the camping out with dad option. 🙂
I guess you don’t want to hear that a) school here started three weeks ago and b) we’re having the loveliest weather imaginable.
So I’ll just point out that I don’t know how we’re going to afford milk, gas or college, either. We’ve gotten our son through 7 semesters, but that last one is going to kill us.
I guess you don’t want to hear that a) school here started three weeks ago and b) we’re having the loveliest weather imaginable.
So I’ll just point out that I don’t know how we’re going to afford milk, gas or college, either. We’ve gotten our son through 7 semesters, but that last one is going to kill us.