Well, I find myself in the unfortunate position of being without a home for the ninth week now! The builder is about to start the repair work on the now dry house, furniture is being ordered and clothes are being returned from the dry cleaners; it seems that the jigsaw pieces I thought were 'my life' are slowly slotting back together. Whilst it is nice to get all my 'stuff' back, I am finding it a little suffocating; I seem to be going through some sort of metamorphosis at the moment, as the control freak in me is freaking out about being back in control again!??!
I have thoroughly enjoyed the lack of responsibility these past couple of months; living out of a bag, a single bedroom to keep tidy, washing clothes on a need to wash basis, no ironing, checking in to and out of the 'hotel' as and when required!!! I know, I am scaring myself with my reaction to this laid back life of Riley! It has been an incredible experience, living with my friends and their children, not knowing what is happening from one day to the next, chaos in the morning, the dull calm after the school run and then more chaos in the evening, meals in, meals out, no meals, laptop, iPhone (plural!), TV, tears, laughter, toy cars, plastic soldiers (ouch when you stand on one of those in the morning!) music (loud in multiple rooms!)...just endless snippets of noise and indeed life!
And so, they have gone on holiday leaving me with just the woof - some peace and quiet it seems - don't like it! Nor does the dog, as I practically get licked to death on returning to the 'hotel' - it's all good though as we keep each other company and I am developing a bond with the furball; seems we both need attention...does that make me a similar mind set to a cocker spaniel?!?!? Never mind, all I know is that we shall be talking to one another until regular service is resumed in the madhouse!
As for moving back to my own house, I am currently thinking of ways to sabotage the builders efforts in getting things habitable once more; anything to buy me a few more weeks in the crazy, mad at times, hotel I am starting to call 'home'!
Thursday, 5 August 2010
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