68 More Days

The countdown has begun. March 31st, not April 1st is moving day for the boarder. As I woke this morning to the usual Sunday morning sounds of my brother and his girls and their Sunday morning routine that thought entered my head. I wondered to myself how many Sundays I've layed in bed and listened to the usual conversations. There must have been many as I can answer them in my sleep:

"Dad, get up" "Yeah, Yeah, I'm up" (this repeats at least 5 times)
"Dad, what's for breakfast?"- (why do they ask, it's also some sugar coated cereal unless I get up and make them some french toast or eggs)
"ohhh, dad, I'm telling Auntie Aleta"- this either means he spilled something or overflowed the coffee pot"
"Shelby, get in the shower"- this is ten minutes of things falling in my bathroom and a yell for a towel (would it make sense to have this ready for her)
Shelby get out of the shower-more crashing and usually back in the shower to rinse the soap out of her hair.
Then there's a whole getting dressed routine. At 8 years old she still tells you she can't put her socks on. I'd let her go home barefoot.
I usually get up then and sit with her while he takes a shower otherwise she stands outside the bathroom door and yells things to him. They are like a tornado coming into our house and a tornado leaving. There is no organization and usually two or three trips back in to get something they forgot.

I layed in bed this morning and watched my husbands eyes roll back into his head. I think there may have been some steam.I said to him as I got up- 68 more days dear- 9 more Sunday mornings. There was the hint of a little smile there.

And now it is quiet. Not that I like it that way all the time but I can't take 4 to 5 hours straight of noise. Now that this room will be empty we need to make a plan. I opt for completly removing it from the house. I think A and I are going to practice saying NO for the next few years. I have to keep thinking positive as with our luck there will be someone waiting on the doorstep on March 31st. I'm sending them on to South 9th Street.