Weekend Roundup

Whoever said weekends are relaxing obviously never spent one at my house.

Oh sure, it started out fine and dandy, but the ending left something to be desired.

Friday was a quite evening at home. I love those. We ate popcorn, and watched a movie. Owen, who “wasn’t tired”, fell asleep on the couch. I carried him off to bed once the movie was over, and the rest of us weren’t far behind him.

Saturday was a big day in our community. Our high school football team had managed to win sectional and regional this year. Each win was a first in school history!

Semi-state took place on Saturday at our local high school. This called for a tailgating party – Southern Indiana style – in a wheat field! It was fun. The whole community, or so it seemed, rallied for the team. The kids held up signs while cars honked and waved as they drove past.

Dan, had decided that he and the kids would support the team from home. So while he would listen to the game on the radio, and follow Facebook for score updates, I piled into a van. When I say, piled that is exactly what I mean. There was 23 people sitting snuggling in a 15 passenger van. Who said a 15 passenger van could only hold 15 people? Hey, we heard parking would be at a premium, and we were doing our part to conserve the parking places.

Once we arrived at the high school, I realized I didn’t have my cell phone. No problem. Everyone sitting around me had theirs’, and what could possibly go wrong in such a short time?

The atmosphere was amazing. The school had brought in several sets of extra bleachers in anticipation of a large crowd. The community did not disappoint. There wasn’t a spare seat to be found, and there were numerous people standing around the field.

While the game didn’t end as we had hoped, we stayed to the end to cheer the team on. Getting to semi-state was truly an accomplishment in itself, and the team should be proud.

After the game, we returned to a friend’s home. Once there, we unloaded and people began to file into their vehicles. I, however, would need a ride as, Dan, had taken our truck home when he left the tailgating party. In the transition, a friend called, Dan, to see how things were going.

“No, Jana, said she left her cell phone in your truck, so she hasn’t seen any of your messages……What’s that?……Your hot water heater went out?”

Suddenly my vision of a nice hot shower to warm up faded. It was time to go home, and see what, Dan, had been dealing with.

Apparently, not only did our water heater go out, it spewed water all over the basement. The temporary fix was to bi-pass the hot water heater, so we could at least have water. As I began to boil water for our baths, I jokingly told, Ruthie, “This is how Maw and Paw used to do it”.

“Are you serious?”

No, Ruthie. My mom and dad did not have to boil water for my bath! I may be old, but we did have a hot water heater when I grew up – and it worked too!

With baths done, everyone headed off to bed.

We went to church, Sunday morning, and the remainder of the day should have been relaxing. And it was, until I got a migraine. Dan was gone, so I instructed the kids to be good, while I went to lay down.

I resurfaced a couple hours later, to discover every single Nerf gun and foam bullet we own all over the living room floor. I am not exactly sure how I managed to sleep through this war zone, but somehow I did. After being up for a whopping five minutes, it became apparent that my migraine was still in full-force and I needed to lay back down.

It wasn’t much longer when I heard, Dan, come home. Suddenly I felt worse, which I didn’t think was possible. I heard, Dan, tell the kids they would be leaving soon to take showers at my parent’s house, where there was warm water. The noise level seemed to grow exponentially. If I could just hang on, until they left, the house would be quite, and I could rest. I couldn’t take it anymore. I was going to get sick.

As I made my way to the bathroom, I said, “Would you just leave?”. My family looked at me as if I had a third eye. “Just go! Take your stuff and leave!” Now I am sure nothing says “love” like asking your family to leave, and not look back.

As I sat on a stool in front of the toilet, I heard, Dan, tell the kids to put their shoes on and get in the truck. “Maybe if the noise stops, I won’t get sick,” I thought to myself. At that same moment, Dan entered the bathroom. He had a Walmart sack, and was crinkling it above my head.

You have got be kidding me!

“What are you doing?”

“I am getting shampoo and conditioner to take to your parent’s house.”

Now you may find this hard to believe, but my parents never boiled water for my bath, and I am certain they have shampoo and conditioner!

As he removed the shampoo and conditioner from the sack to put back into our shower, there was more crinkling of the sack above my head. I couldn’t take it anymore. My head now hovered over the toilet for the inevitable.

With my family gone, I laid back down. I didn’t move until they returned. My migraine had finally lessened to a dull ache.

I managed to get up, and say good night to my kids.

I sat on the couch, certain that I had something that I needed to do. With my head a little clearer, I remembered I had to wash school uniforms. Both Griffin and Ruthie, were completely out of clean pants, and somehow I had neglected to wash them all weekend.

“You know we don’t have any hot water,” Dan said.

Really? Hmm…it seems someone might have mentioned that to me at some point.

“You do know you can wash things on cold, right?”

So we managed. It wasn’t the weekend I had planned, but somehow we made it work.

Only At My House,

Jana

 

 

 

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