Everyone is feeling better.
It’s been more than twenty four hours since a heartbeat in this house, there are ten heartbeats in this house –five human, five animal –like I was saying it’s been more than twenty four hours since a heartbeat in this house has thrown up or had liquid poo. After seventy two hours of that not being true, it’s a nice change. The hardest part of the whole affair was managing the smell.
This house was built in 1963. We moved in for financial reasons. And it was a mistake. Not a financial mistake, but we should have chose a better property. Wife and I have three children and we had them close together. So this academic year, 25-26 we have three children in college. And that’s sucks up a large chunk of our disposable income. To lighten the load we moved back in with our kids for this year.
I made all kinds of financial sense, but I really like having them around. It feels like extra time with my favorite people. Other people ask me if it’s tough or hard. If I want to give them curfews and make them do the dishes. I is not tough or hard at all. I like my kids. I like that they are adults. I have no problem treating them like the best roommates I’ve ever had. And they are. Except for maybe Rick, but he’s in Baltimore now.
Anyway, I love my family. I don’t mind being unable to afford separate living spaces for them this year. Silver linings. And everyone is health today.
Off to grade a whole crap load of papers.
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