wow. absolutely unacceptable that i haven't written in twelve days. judging by what i am doing at this very moment you wouldn't believe me when i tell you that the last twelve days have been nothing short of stressful. but if you walked into my room right now you would find that i have crawled back into bed on this monday afternoon because...because i can. i have the day off. and even though i have the day off from work i feel as if i am playing hooky. i'm up to track 16 (silent night)on kenny g's christmas album and every so often i can't help but peer out my window to see if i can spot a deer walking in the woods.
back to the reason why the past twelve days have been rough...my family is in the final stages of moving into our brand new home. mom received the house key last week and has been wearing it on a chain around her neck ever since (well, since i told her that she looked like a rapper with that ridiculous thing on. it has recently been converted into a bracelet). anyhow, the house really isn't finished yet and we are all just trying to feel at home here.
you know what helped? my mom just came in and yelled at me for leaving clothes unfolded in the other room, proof that family bickering doesn't just magically go away with new walls and fresh paint. nope. we still raise our voices and we still fight about the same things, even though a little part of us all thought that that wouldn't be the case. so home is where the...fighting is? sounds about right.
much more to come!
a boomeranger is defined as a child who returns home after college to live with his/her baby-boomer parents. add one year and 3,000 miles and you have me: one such child trying not to return to the nest. can i do it?
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