Getting back to normal

Or, what passes for normal around here. Our guests that arrived on Tuesday have headed home by way of one of their kids’ place near Philadelphia.  They’ve got traveling down to a science.  Having risen probably around 5 am as they have been doing since they got here (as well as going to bed around 9 pm the previous evenings) they were showered, packed and out the door by 9 am.  I can easily say if it were my wife and I in a similar situation elsewhere, we wouldn’t have the car packed, let alone vacated a place before 11.  But then again my wife is not a morning person.   I’ve learned to make accommodations for her preference in this respect.  Late check-outs and changing the way we travel, when we do has helped immensely.  That, and not traveling all that much.

kitty-postThe little guy is catching up on his sleep. For the past 3 1/2 days, he’s been trying to keep up with the goings on of four people, which is double what he normally has to keep track of.  Too, his normal sleeping place here on the table has been used for its intended purposes (eating and socializing) so he really hasn’t had so much of the ability to use it for what he has become used to having it for (sleeping and watching the backyard and the neighbor’s yard beyond).  Like his predecessor (I had a cat named Jeb that lived here as well as all the other houses we lived in while I’ve been in this area, and as a matter of fact Jeb moved with me from the Hudson Valley to here in 1993) he has pretty much the run of the house, there are only three distinct areas to which he doesn’t have constant contact.  The lower basement, which has nooks and crannies he might get stuck in, the guest bedrooms at the top of the stairs and the master bedroom.  My wife is slightly allergic to cat dander, so if we can keep a couple of areas clear, she feels better.  Since she’s amenable to have a cat in the house (she’s a bird person and her cockatiel Oliver lived with us for about 18 years) I’m as accommodating as I can make her in regards to the cat(s).  The only rule in regards to feline companionship is; only one at a time.  That’s acceptable.

I’ve been cobbling together a grocery list for tomorrow from the local flier.  The refrigerator is starting to get a bit bare, and we haven’t shopped since before the guests arrived.  My wife asked me what we were going to have for dinner.  Boom, no clue.  She suggested something to do with ground beef, since we have some sitting in the freezer.  The freezer, unlike the fridge, is packed with stuff.  We need to see about paring down some of that, so we can put new things in it.  I’m still debating on whether or not to get a chest freezer for extras.  Like I’ve been debating for the past two years.  Fortunately, the prices of chest freezers is pretty static.  So waiting isn’t costing me.

Ok, enough of this entry.  Time to get some things accomplished.  It’s not going to be as warm as yesterday, but today is my last day of vacation.  And I need to get some stuff done.  I’ve been having an easy time writing lately.  Nice to feel, it’s been awhile.  Hopefully, it will continue.  I miss being able to blog freely every day.  Or several times a day.

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