My favorite second sister left last night and we were all sad and glum. Well, at least I had two poodles to console me because the triplet tornado briefly joined the hurricane clause, and the triplet tornado comes with a dog. But now they are gone too and DP and I are alone in the house.
I’m a little bit light headed. No dog wanting things? No triplets coming up to be amused? No sister needing just the right word—I swear to god, Cougar, there is not a single word for that particular thing!
So I turn to the quieter needs. My book whining in the corner, my paper on fly brains desperately needing to be returned to my editorial overlords, a few books wanting to go back to the library. Dishes tired of being mucked up with my amazing spicy peanut noodles (recipe available upon request).
And once I’m settled in, it’s immediately back to Home State to watch The Kid (my niece) graduate from high school. She feels old and I feel ancient.
What are you guys up to?