Craig gives a big sigh

I never intended to post today. Thursday isn’t one of my usual days, and the blog stream is full of resolutions and hope. This post is mostly to help me focus on personal sanity.

My family arrived the Monday before Christmas. They decided to go back home yesterday, with a stop in Twin Falls to visit a friend. They arranged for a rental while here, and will be moving here very soon.

Last night was glorious. I bought my books, enjoyed my one drink, and read until I was ready for bed. It was peaceful, if not quiet. My wife had to watch the New Years programs which were filled with terrible live versions of music that was bad to begin with.

It’s all good to me. It was peaceful once again. This morning I read your blogs for hours and worked on the critiques I received from my group.

My wife cleaned house for a couple of hours. It’s amazing what company can do to a house in a matter of minutes. She put on some gigantic shrimp to marinade. Life is good.

The phone rang. The kids decided to come back. We had to buy more shrimp. We could have fried a chicken, or grilled some hot dogs, but we were stuck with our shrimp that have to be cooked.

The kids are here to arrange for utilities and other things that come with moving. I don’t blame them, and I understand they have to stay here. Still, the clean kitchen and counters ended thirty seconds after arrival.

My ears are about to burst with X-Box noise and squalling kids who can’t seem to make it do what they want.

I know more weekends are going to be trashed. They’ll need help moving, and they’ll have to I stay here until the essentials are set up. I may never get back to my current story. I’ve had company since October, and I thought this weekend would be the end. I may have to sell the Writing Cabin.

I have vacation time coming, and may have to use it for writing.

Therefore; Craig gives a big sigh. I can’t miss them if they don’t go away.

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19 responses to “Craig gives a big sigh

  1. Company since October??? It’s amazing you’re not stark raving mad! I know what you mean about the music on those shows last night. I thought maybe it was my aging ears. I’m glad I’m not alone in thinking the music was garbage.

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  2. Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

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  3. So sorry, Craig. I know how hard it is to have your serenity in a full household. Hang on. This, too, shall pass. God knows you love’em.

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  4. Ouch. Stay strong and carve out any time you can find.

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  5. Yeah, I know what you mean. I have teenagers.

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  6. Positive juju aimed your way. We had a daughter and her family living in our basement when we still had the farm, so I get it. Take care of yourself but do NOT sell the writing cabin. You’re going to need somewhere to escape when the opportunity presents itself.

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  7. I don’t much like having company to stay, even if they’re people that I love immensely. You just can’t relax and do your usual routine. I remember a few years back when we had to stay with my Dad for a while when we moved to the area and were looking for somewhere to live. He was really good about it, he didn’t complain about the kids making a mess and all that (they were very small at the time), and my Dad is really someone who likes to be alone, so I knew it wasn’t easy for him. But I really had to smile one day when we said to him “How long have we been here now? Is it over a month?” and without missing a beat he said “It’s five weeks and two days.” Haha!

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  8. Aww, that stinks, Craig! Even when they’re your own kids, once they’ve grown and moved out, they change to “company” status when they come back. And life as you know it is disrupted. Good luck, buddy!

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