Tuesday, May 23, 2023

being back

A puttering-around and recovering kind of day...

For me that meant watering my million indoor plants, cleaning the kitchen and kitchen appliances, changing the bed linens to summer friendly fabrics and patterns, sweeping and mopping the ground floor, and so on. I'd planned to vacuum the whole house, but Nu saved me.

(Nu saved me, that is, by leaving disposable contact lens cases and clean and dirty laundry and books and toys and trash all over their bedroom floor, so I kind of gave up on domestic goddess-ing at that point and contented myself with just getting the ground floor done.)

Then Big A came back early from Milwaukee, so there was a lot of squealing, and a long Sparty hike, and a long soak, and so much jabbering. Nu came back from school and tidied a little bit. It was Big A's Boss Day, he picked Sushi, and after a family hang out, it was early bedtime for everyone (except me).

Pic: Merely one pile of the yellowing and browned leaves I picked off my plants. Thanks to Nu who did some emergency watering while I was away, they're all alive. I'm hoping I can nurse my plants back to fullness soon. 

5 comments:

Nicole said...

Yay for being home! There's nothing quite like returning home, is there. I love a day of just puttering around doing little things and setting things to rights. I'm so glad Big A is back, too, that was a fun surprise for you!

Sarah said...

Yay for being home! I also have to reconnect with my house when I have been away-- even if that's just a day on campus.

Gillian said...

Plants can die.

maya said...

Nicole: setting things to rights is absolutely correct. Two weeks away is a long time in the life of a kitchen counter :D.
Sarah: Absolutely! It's like my decompression time, for sure.
Gillian: I hope not!

StephLove said...

We got home from Ithaca on Monday night and there's a lot to set right here. I've only made a dent in it, but there's a long weekend coming up.

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