Quiet

Our guests have gone, the house is clean, all the sheets and towels have been done and replaced. Frig is clean, I crashed for an hour yesterday afternoon on the sofa and had Jim go next door for Mexican food for dinner.

Today I continued cleaning, with towels and our clothing. There is so much to do and I’ve a meeting tomorrow and we’re supposed to be dealing with boxes but my husband has decided to work from home tomorrow.

I love him dearly but when he does this he negates my weekly plan of having everything done so we can spend the weekend together without much work. It’s nearly impossible for me to get my work done while he’s underfoot.

So much for the quiet. I was used to my nephew playing video games every minute we were at home. That new quiet has gone and with it my ability to get things done.

The quiet was daunting at the beginning, then became “routine” again. Ask the owner of a herding dog what “routine” means. Now you know who runs my life! Cheers, Dee