Farewell!
The stockings are hung by the chimney with care . . . oh wait. Wrong month. Today is the longest day of the year--or was that yesterday and I missed it? Well, no matter. It's Vacation Eve!
We leave at 9:00 a.m. The place is scheduled to take off at 11:45 a.m. We'll arrive in Houston at 6:01 p.m., though it actually only takes about four hours to fly. I haven't told my almost-3 year old daughter that we're going because we have no framework or language to explain to her that we'll be away from home for three weeks. I'm pretty sure she'll be asking to go home way before it's time to go home. Like tomorrow night.
The house is as clean as it's going to get. My husband said, "Why does it matter if you clean the bathrooms?" and I said, "Because I want to come home to a clean house. Plus, if we die while we're gone, I don't want anyone to think we live like slobs."
Because if I'm dead, it will matter to me what people think.
Okay. Maybe not.
So, the bathrooms aren't as sparkling clean as I'd hoped, but I did get all the laundry done (IT'S A MIRACLE!), although I have at least 17 unmatched socks remaining.
I might have internet access while we're away (I do not have a laptop--isn't that alarming?). If so, I'll post a little something here or there. Otherwise, just picture me sweaty and pockmarked with mosquito bites, wearing a pair of extra-extra-large Mickey Mouse ears upon my frizzy hair. I'll be picturing you sitting in front of your computer screen, longing for my return.
Farewell!
We leave at 9:00 a.m. The place is scheduled to take off at 11:45 a.m. We'll arrive in Houston at 6:01 p.m., though it actually only takes about four hours to fly. I haven't told my almost-3 year old daughter that we're going because we have no framework or language to explain to her that we'll be away from home for three weeks. I'm pretty sure she'll be asking to go home way before it's time to go home. Like tomorrow night.
The house is as clean as it's going to get. My husband said, "Why does it matter if you clean the bathrooms?" and I said, "Because I want to come home to a clean house. Plus, if we die while we're gone, I don't want anyone to think we live like slobs."
Because if I'm dead, it will matter to me what people think.
Okay. Maybe not.
So, the bathrooms aren't as sparkling clean as I'd hoped, but I did get all the laundry done (IT'S A MIRACLE!), although I have at least 17 unmatched socks remaining.
I might have internet access while we're away (I do not have a laptop--isn't that alarming?). If so, I'll post a little something here or there. Otherwise, just picture me sweaty and pockmarked with mosquito bites, wearing a pair of extra-extra-large Mickey Mouse ears upon my frizzy hair. I'll be picturing you sitting in front of your computer screen, longing for my return.
Farewell!
posted by Melodee at Wednesday, June 22, 2005
11 Comments:
Don't die Mel. That will spoil the whole vacation! Then again... maybe dying will be the REAL vacation?
Have fun, be safe.
Suzanne
I'll be looking forward to vacation posts, and pictures. I hope you all have a wonderful time!
Count me in as someone who will definitely be longing for your return!
I hope you have a great vacation. Enjoy returning to a clean house - at least until you unpack your bags. Will be waiting for your return because I love reading your blog.
Yet another way we are alike! I must have a spotless house before leaving on vacations.
Have a good time, Mel. Looking forward to your return!
(Hey, I cleaned my house spic-and-span before we closed it up and fled from a hurricane. Smart or what?)
Have fun!
Happy Holiday to you :)
We are having 90+ degree heat here. My sympathies are with you in TX.
Hurry back.
I too have to have my house lean before I leave. I'd totally go postal if I had to be gone and know that my house was messy~!
Mel,
I am sitting in front of my computer, longing for your return.
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