With the hard work that the locals put in with cleaning the village up yesterday, I made breakfast a feast. Well, a feast for them. Donuts and apple juice, while watching the rebroadcast of the royal wedding. It was a good morning, and a good day.
With the amazing display of destructive talent that the locals we’re able to manifest in the bathroom yesterday, today was all about cleaning. I sent my bride away for an evening and day of rest. Once the locals went to sleep I corrected the issues in the bathroom. Four hours later I rested. Once the locals got up, they were fed and we began.
Timers set at each stage, they helped me clean every corner of our village. When my beloved returns in a few hours, it will be spotless and smelling fresh as a spring morning. The locals are exhausted, but they helped more than I expected.
I will spare you the details, but I arrived to scene that walks the line between impressive and horrific. It is amazing what new level of destruction the locals can do in 10 minutes, in a small bathroom, with what looks like a hundred rolls of toilet paper, and water. I see a fair amount of cleaning, mopping, wiping down, and uncloging every drain in my future.
I watched the tears stream down one of the locals face as I ran the shop vac over the Legos he did not clean up in the time he was given. For far too long we have watched him skirt the edge of the consequences. With agnst and vigor he cleaned the rest of the village. He knew that I was serious. When he finished, we talked about it. Then I gave him a bag of the ones I salvaged. He hugged me. We will see what happens next time.
There is so much transition going on around the village. The act of preparing for a new arrival is… interesting. But, we are making strides. Part of the issue is that as we rearrange, configure, clear, and clean, the locals do their best to ‘help’. They also suddenly grow an intense fondness for a toy that we have not seen them play with for MONTHS. There were tears, and there will be more. Each day we are getting closer.
It seems that every time the oldest local gets a medical break, something new is called into question. Thankfully this is more of a wait and see scenario. It says a lot for her demeanor that at the age of six she can explain how x-rays work, and smile while doing so.
For the first time it seems everyone in the village is keyed up on the pending arrival of a new local. There were songs, questions, and laughter. I am not sure if the soon-to-be local knows how awesome this village can be. But I hope he likes it when he gets here.
Yesterday we took time out of everything to celebrate Mother’s Day. I know and understand that it is critically important that I show the locals what days like yesterday mean. We spent the morning at a nearby park before it got too hot. There were flowers and quiet time. We were also able to take some time and leave the vacation homestead on our schedule. Happy, now belated, Mother’s Day to all.
I’m making the entry upon returned from an arduous journey to go pick up batteries in the nearest town. Never a dull moment, as the locals retiring for the evening at our vacation homestead, there was a beep. This beep is the tell-tale beep of the battery’s running low in a smoke detector. One by one they began beeping, 12 in total. Of course, it was just enough to keep the locals minds awake…. instead of sleeping.
Combining being sick, this amazing Heat, and grass that is almost as tall as the locals, is not a good mixture. Though it is taking me all day, the yard work is done. Now it’s time for a fun game called looking for all of the ticks. Of course, this will take place after tractor rides.