We just finished our second Week of Togetherness. I told Dan, it feels like every day is Saturday at our house. Sure there are things that have to be done, but with all of us at home every day, things get a bit slack. There's no routine, stuff gets left out, everyone is home for three meals a day and the kitchen never gets a rest. It's like being in the movie Ground Hog Day, where at first it's kind of fun, but it soon gets really old, having every day be Saturday.
We're also sharing one computer which, as much as I love all my favorite people (see column on the right), it gets a bit crowded. I find myself escaping to the library whenever I can, hauling my book bag and a cup of coffee, to use a computer over there. (Remember the days when you wouldn't dream of taking food or drink to the library? Ours has a coffee cart in the lobby. Love it!)
However, things are slowly coming together. We've set a schedule for Emily and her online classes. She and Dan have worked out when she'll do her math, which is something they do together. She's pretty self-sufficient at the rest of her course work and is going gangbusters with the program. She's also helping her horseback riding instructor a couple days a week, feeding and exercising horses. And we're going to volunteer at the local food bank one day a week beginning next week.
Luke is settling in with school and work. His classes are in the morning, and he works at least two full days a week and is on call the rest of the week. He also works with his pitching coach a couple days a week and helps with baseball clinics on the weekends.
My part time job begins in about two weeks. In the meantime, I'm going through my list of "things I'd like to do before I start working" and another list of "things I need to do before I have foot surgery in late March" because that will put me out of commission for a few weeks, as far as driving and getting around easily. Lucky Dan will get to drive me to work. And drive Em to her stuff. So, there is a silver lining in every cloud. His severance package will give him some time to figure out where to go from here, and in the meantime it is a blessing to have him home. Today we rearranged furniture. I think he's going to be ready to go back to work soon.
Even though Joe lives only about 15 minutes from us, it seems I don't get to see him enough (insert whine here.) Isn't that the way it is, I complain about the way the kids move in and out, and then when they're out, I complain about that. I lure him over with home cooked meals as much as possible.
In the meantime, I'm getting a lot of reading done. It's a great escape for getting away from all these people in my house that aren't supposed to be here 24/7. Last week I read The Beach Trees by Karen White, (loved it), and I'm now back to reading New Mercies by Sandra Dallas. I'm making great progress on my mom's quilt. And for some odd reason, I have been keeping up with laundry like never in my life. I think it's because whenever I find myself floundering around trying to find my place -- which is a lot these days -- I throw in a load of wash just to keep moving. That has been a good thing.
In the meantime, there is still loads of snow on the ground. It certainly adds to the cabin fever we're all experiencing. I am already dreaming of tulips and crocuses and daffodils, and spending warm summer evenings on the back porch.