Bjork had that right. I am all alone in this house and it is so quiet. Well, not completely alone. Two cats and a dog, but the noise level, apart from Sasha’s occasional fart, or ballistic defense of the house because someone across the street has arrived or left in their car, is far lower than when the two little blondies are running around. Todd has taken the two of them to North Bay for a long weekend visiting Grandma Monica. They left on Thursday afternoon, and it was all I could do to refrain myself from chasing the car, yelling : ‘Wait for me, don’t go!!!!’ I only cried for a little while. Sasha makes a good hug partner when you need her. Much better than the cats, who wanted nothing to do with me till I got over myself and gave them some decent food. Anyway, now I’ve kinda gotten used to the quiet, and I did actually get a lot done out in the yard today, which would have been impossible had I not been alone. And I can blare the TV and the radio, at the same time, which absolutely drives Todd nuts. He can’t understand how I can possibly listen to both at once!
So anyways, I am trying to use this time to get organized, get some music playing done, get the house under control, and due to beautiful weather finally, get the yard cleaned up for winter, and clean the gutters. The weather has been miserable, until the last few days, so nothing has been done outside till now. And Sunday is supposed to rain again and get cold thereafter, so I better get it done now. Sunday I can spend inside cleaning. How exciting does that sound! But this year, for once, I will be prepared for Christmas. I am already allmost done all my shopping. Can we say YES!!! And I am also gonna watch some chick flicks by myself. I think Todd is thankful for that. He doesn’t have to sit through them with me. So I am hoping for a couple more productive days. It helps that it’s, you know, that wonderful time of the month, which for some reason seems to induce in me the need to clean and organize, and generally be a little crazy. No witnesses, and nobody has to listen to my rantings! I can dance around the house naked, and not feel silly – (well, unless I forget to close the blinds!!)
So things are good. Things are fine. It’s just a little quiet.
