No, this has nothing to do with the weather, although this summer we’re getting our fair share of rain. No, this post is about family and life and how easily serenity erupts into chaos.
For the last few months, I’ve been peacefully writing away, working on 3 upcoming romantic comedies, until last month when our youngest son injured his back.
The farm where I grew up.
Shortly before the injury, he’d made an offer of purchase on a farm with a possession date of August 15, which gave him lots of time to pack and prepare. Then he hurt his back, and while chaos erupted with doctor appointments, etc, we knew he would need extra help moving, painting, repairs, etc. So we set aside the month of August to help him out.
The farm where I grew up (not the farm my son bought).
Then my in-laws received a call from a senior’s facility. My father-in-law is 95, my mother-in-law is 86, and since 2012 they have rejected 5 apartments in this facility. With a little extra prodding and pushing, they finally made the decision to move in. It’s a good place. They’ll have round-the-clock assistance if needed, and basically everything else like cooking and housekeeping and laundry is taken care of for them.
I think I want to move there too…
With a possession date of August 1, we started to pack up their household, thankful that they would be settled before our son’s move.
But then my mother got booked in for her knee operation. Date: August 7th. Okay, with good planning, we could have the in-laws moved and settled by then. Except my mother-in-law kept procrastinating about calling the movers. I guess she thought that if she ignored it long enough, they wouldn’t have to move.
Needless to say, by the time I said that I would call the movers, the earliest date I could get was August 7th.
While my husband goes one way that day, I’ll be going another. In the meantime, we’re packing boxes for my in-laws, running my mom to last minute doctor, hair, etc appointments, and helping our son get ready for his move.
That old saying “when it rains, it pours” is true. So this may be my last post until mid-September. I’m just saying, if I’m missing in action, you’ll know where I am.
Now tell me, what fun things do you have planned for your summer holiday/vacation? Please share. I want to hear all about the fun things you all are doing!
Just a quick note to let you know that today is Digital Book Day and there are 400+ books available for FREE. So hurry on over to the Digital Book Day website and grab some great reads. The offer is only good for today, Monday, July 14, 2014.
Have you ever had a disagreement with your significant other over the temperature in the house? Whether you’re female or male, the answer is probably yes.
For years, my husband has been after me to install air-conditioning in the house. For years, I’ve resisted because I love to open the windows in the summer and let the natural breeze cool the house.
But last month, I finally gave in, and we now have a monstrosity of a unit outside our back door. And that’s when the temperature wars began…
He Said:(comes home from work, sweaty and hot) “It’s roasting in here. Why isn’t the air-conditioning on?”
She Said:(wearing t-shirt and sweats, and after a day inside, non-sweaty and cool) “It is. Give it a little while and you’ll adjust.”
He Said:(checking the temperature on the thermostat) “What’s the point of having air-conditioning if you’re going to keep it this hot? What a waste of money.”
She Said:(trying to be understanding) “If it’s set any lower, it’s too cold downstairs.”
He Said: “The temperature down there is only 20C (68F). How can that be too cold?”
She Said:(just the tiniest annoyed) “Trust me, it is.”
Ten minutes later, there’s a significant temperature change in the house. Upon checking the thermostat, she discovers the temperature has been lowered.
She Said:(pulling on a sweatshirt) “22 (71F) is too cold.”
He Said: “How can it be too cold? In the winter 22 is warm.”
One hour later, she’s sitting in the downstairs family room reading, covered with a blanket. It’s so cold, she has to get a tissue because her nose is running. She heads upstairs to the dining room where he’s playing Solitaire on his PC…
She Said:(grumpy as all get out) “It’s freezing down there. It’s freezing up here, too. The air-conditioner has been running for a solid hour without stopping.”
He Said:(bundled up in a warm sweater) “How do you know? You can’t hear it inside the house.”
She Said:(seething) “The furnace room is right across from me. I can hear it run and it’s not clicking off.”
He Said: “Not possible.”
She Said:(stomping away, heading back downstairs to the good book she’s reading) “I’m not stupid, you know. Go sit in the family room for a while and you’ll see what I mean. It’s so cold, I’m ready to haul out my winter jacket.”
He Said:(actually, he just ignores her, which pisses her off to no end, and makes her regret installing the stupid air-conditioner)
Finally, she goes outside to warm up, but because it’s still hot enough to fry eggs on the pavement, she’s soon all sweaty. She gives up and heads inside, grabs a second blanket and hauls it downstairs…
Two hours later, he comes down to the family room…
He Said:(hands in pockets, looking smug and righteously right) “It’s nice down here.”
Then he goes back upstairs.
At bedtime, the air-conditioner gets turned off. The windows upstairs stay closed because, you know, you’re not supposed to open the windows when you have air-conditioning.
The residual heat from the day is trapped inside the house and the temperature in the bedroom climbs. Despite the fan above the bed, it keeps getting hotter, until she finally heads outside to cool off…or maybe just cool down.
She Said: “Stupid air-conditioner. Stupid men. One of them has to go.”
Do you have He Said, She Said moments in your household, too? If so, I’d love to hear about them!
This weekend, I joined the Addictive Summer Reads Event (lots of great prizes and lots of great books priced at $0.99 including Always Remember), but my thoughts are on the many unsung heroes who surround us every day.
A recent bout of bad luck sent our youngest son to the emergency room for the second time this month. After years of believing himself to be indestructible, a herniated disc finally brought him to his knees. It caused pain like I’d never witnessed before, making him immobile, and I had to call the ambulance to take him to the emergency room. It was the first time we’ve ever had to call for an ambulance…and I certainly hope it’s the last.
From the moment I greeted the Paramedic and EMT at the door, I knew my son was in good hands.They were calm, caring, and yes, even funny. And as an added bonus, they had enough drugs to cut through my son’s pain so that they were finally able to walk him out to the ambulance so they could take him to the hospital.
In anything resembling an emergency situation, I panic, fall apart. I’m much more hardwired to be behind a desk, staying one emotional mile away from the real action.
Whereas these special people are hardwired to be calm in the center of chaos. I should know because I married one. My husband was a long time member of the local fire department, and it was not uncommon to hear about him running into burning buildings to rescue people or the treasured contents of the owners with no fear for himself.
Whenever an emergency occurs at home, he’s the first person I call. And fortunately our boys inherited this quality from their father, this ability to be calm in the face of danger, this ability to care for others before they care for themselves.
So to all of our heroes — ambulance personnel, firefighters, police force, military, and anybody who has the capability to walk into an emergency situation and deal — you have my utmost, heartfelt admiration and thanks for all you do, all you are.
Have you had a personal encounter with a hero? Please tell us about it. It’s all fodder for the writing mill, you know. 🙂
Today is the first day of the annual Summer Book Crush 99cent sales event. With dozens of authors participating, and over 80 books to chose from, this is a great time to fill your ereader. There’s something for everyone…everything from young adult and teen, to romance, mystery, sic-fi, and everything in between.
This year, I’ve included Always Remember in the event and you’ll find it listed under the “I like a hero that sizzles” page or under the Adult Genres Contemporary or Romance links. Or you can just click on this link to find all of the online retailers where Always Remember is available for only 99cents.
So between June 19 and 22, pop over to the Summer Book Crush website and check out the wide variety of ebooks on sale for 99cents. And as always, happy reading!