Empty Nest/Full House

Gone fishing ...

Don't try to reach me for a week ... while I'm not exactly fishing, I'll still be just as absent, vacationing it up in sunny Williamsport.

Yes, things will be looking up next week ... there's a ceiling to paint, a few porches to scrub and trees to trim. The list is building, the nearer we get to having young male muscles around. Not that I need them for everything ... I did manage to get the propane refill myself, so I'm ready to marshal the grill.

Anticipation over this vacation's had my nerves on edge much of the week ... C's flight is coming in earlier than previously thought, and the other young one will make his way west on Monday. The neighbors will be thrilled to see vehicles that have been parked out front too long finally move. Hell, I'll be thrilled to see them move ... perhaps I can haul in groceries from the ease of a convenient parking space.

Gassed up last night in anticipation of the trip to Baltimore ahead. At $3.59 a gallon, the government's returning Son Number One just in time before the trip gets to be cost-prohibitive. Fortunately, the lawn mower uses much less energy, so perhaps I can take it on a few trips around the yard, just for fun, next week.

Whoever said vacationing was about rest and relaxation?