I dunno how to write about this weekend. We hosted my good friend from grad school and her family. We’ve done that several times; it’s an easy thing and they’re great guests. And then, as I mentioned before, all those extra people, plus more extra people, showed up. And it was just exhausting, really. People were an hour early. One of my family members was very riled up about finding a dead deer mouse at our other family members’ home (where they were staying), because Lyme Disease (this mouse sounded like it had been dead a long time. Long past the point of transmission.) Like, couldn’t be calmed down riled up and told the 20 minute story to all guests. One at a time. Kids playing hide and seek where babies were napping or being fed. People shouting to the other end of the house after babies were put down for bed.
Guests who stayed 6 hours.
One of the middle school kids who jumped up on and repeatedly punched the crap out of my couch while their parent watched in amusement (to be clear, this is not behavior that is allowed in this kids’ own home.)
Somebody fed the Retriever a chicken wing, replete with bone.
Somebody else fed the Retriever a raisin/chocolate chip cookie (Thank goodness this dog is 80 pounds and seems like she’s doing just fine.)
Somebody else let the Retriever run out the front door, and our impulse impaired pup sped down the street and through backyards before anybody could catch her. (All of these people have been around the Retriever several times and all know to watch the front door.) But my FAVORITE part, as I was panicking that she really had run away, was how everybody stood outside, under the awning, dry (wind gusts up to 40 and raining sideways and DARK), and did nothing while Hubs and I raced to find her in the pouring rain. Just watched. Hubs found her and brought her back, and I just cried. And cried. Because exhausted and adrenaline and cortisol.
Hubs won’t let me tell family member all the other ways one might get Lyme Disease. Like from a tick that our dog might bring in the house and infect her family. I really wish he’d be ok with that.
Today was spent napping with the baby and lots of cuddles and cleaning and putting back together.
I’m giving up football for time and all eternity.