How I Spent My Summer Vacation
July 15th, 2006 by Atomictumor
Those of you in the know may have noticed my absence from the intarweb over the past couple of days, and might have associated that fact (somehow) with the news last week that the kids are away.
I’d like to say I’ve been busy, and maybe I have, but I haven’t felt that way. I’ve looked forward to this week for quite a while, where we’d have a week long break from the kids, and I’d have a few days off work. As it drew closer, it got more and more excited about it, and the prospects associated with a few days with NO OBLIGATIONS at all. I started squealing with excitement occasionally, causing somewhat awkward scenes at grocery stores and work. I stopped shaving, and brushing my hair.
And finally, as I said last week, the kids were gone, and all that excitement became a bit anticlimatical. I was off Monday, and did a lot of housework, generally making myself useful. Tuesday and Wednesday I worked, and it was weird coming home to the kids being gone. I kept thinking, in the back of my head, that we had to pick them up soon, but that time never rolled around.
Thursday and Friday, now, were to be the coup de grace of my mighty week of freedom. Thursday we were going to rearrange the living room, which sounds easy until you realize how much wiring needs to be done, all requiring crawls under the house and in the attic. I successfully got the job done, transforming this into this, and it freakin rocks, unless you’re counting the work in the attic. Too damn hot to crawl around and mess with wires.
Friday I created art:
One of those pictures tells a great deal about why these things were taken to begin with.
All in all, it seems like I spent a great deal of time being excited about a small period of time in which nothing great happened.
Its almost like working for the Democratic Party.
July 15th, 2006 at 10:23 pm
The spells during which we’ve been free of our only child (which includes right now) have been remarkably prosaic (i.e., not characterized by carnal abandon). Having a child definitely changes the relationship, and having them gone gives the proof of this change.
Still, our daughter was born eleven years into wedlock. When she leaves for college next year, I’m planning to start reconstructing our life along lines closer to those that were familiar during those early years. We’ve done a little work for the Democratic party both before and since, so I don’t think that’s the independent variable in the experiment.
Your mileage may vary.
July 16th, 2006 at 10:14 am
It looks like the link is broken to the “after” pic. I want to see the change!
July 16th, 2006 at 12:35 pm
Corrected. Enjoy the second this link.