What do you get when you mix together a mouthy almost 15 year old (Rosie), her behavior-challenged older brother (Abe) and their Dad and then leave them alone at home for a week?
When you add other family, as I talked about last week, it all works out. But take away the rest of the family and you're back to bitchy behavior from the teen angel. Abe started the second week of vacation with 2 days out of the house on a Boy Scout camping trip. He totally lucked out because those were the 2 warmest days of the week before and after! Hubbie had made a good decision and decided not to go since he spends a lot of time coughing these days.
But it's no vacation for Mom, I'm going into the office. But it's almost like being on vacation (not really) since the traffic is exceedingly light and most people aren't here. But I just started on a new project and am in the middle of transferring over to a new group- so life is much better there.
It's a pretty sad state of affairs when Zeyde (grandpa) has a better social life than anyone, it's even better than Rosie's! He went out on New Year's Eve and then again on New Year's Day!! Rosie, OTOH, went over to a friend's house to co-host a party with 30 kids. Most of these kids were at her jewish school last year, now split up into a bunch of different schools, with the addition of kids from 2 public schools. The friend's mom was MUCH nicer than I was. I would've only let Rosie have 15-20 kids. And it turned out that there were just that many who slept over!! I'm glad that it wasn't my house.
I told Abe that he could stay up til midnight, although he didn't have to, and he took advantage of that. He also came with us to an adult New Year's Day dinner reception. He mostly read his book in the corner, but occasionally contributed to the conversations and certainly thanked the hosts and gave greetings to everyone else that he knew. On this front, it definitely will be a better year to come.
That's my wish for all of you. I know that we will all be experiencing many trials and tribulations over the course of the next 52 weeks; but remember to take pleasure in some of the little things and we will all make it through.
Here are some things on my simple pleasures list:
a hug from my daughter
a hug from my son (that I don't have to ask would make it even better)
less traffic on my commute
getting an unexpected little present (it doesn't have to be big, a card or email to make me smile would be fantastic!)
a clean bedroom belonging to one of the kids.
Now here is my present to you: