Pollyanna Returns to the Light Side

Lyda here. The Blog Light side, at least.

My virtual vacation is over at last. Now the truth can be told – we were actually staying at our friend’s house while the parents were off on their adventure. I was babysitting – if you can call it that when the boys in question are 8 and 17 – we’ll call them Soccer Dude and Alien Spy – and the Resident Sith Master and I shared dogsitting duties – News flash: dogs shed.

I took all kinds of projects with me, but didn’t get any of them done. Or even work on them. The only thing I did was a little KIP (knitting in public) at the soccer games both Saturdays. I didn’t make much project on the scarf I’m making for RSM – I’m not even done casting on, as it will be a long scarf and I’m casting on lengthwise again.  I was mostly cheering on Soccer Dude. I had fun being Soccer Mom for a Day, but some of the parents had two or three kids in playing in soccer games. All soccer, all day long. I did not envy them.

I mostly watched TV and did endless amounts of laundry and tried to keep myself from overcleaning. Ya’ll have to understand – a whole new house just waiting to be scrubbed! I know, I know, I’m one sick puppy.  But I had to stop with cleaning out the frig – I spilled juice in it, so then I had to clean it, no really! – and sweeping the floors, because my knees decided to swell from going up and down the stairs.

It was fun hanging out with the boys – although I may have gotten a testosterone overdose – except that they were very difficult to feed. We had chicken at least four times – because they would both eat it and the accompanying side dishes. As long as it was mashed potatoes. I don’t think either of the boys ate a non-brown vegetable the whole time, although I managed to get some juice into the younger one.

RSM gamely went along with it all (heh, gamely, get it?) but he has decreed this week a chicken-free zone.

Sunday night, the parents came home and RSM and I returned to our own lair.

I loved exploring the cable channels. And the large shower with endless hot water was luxurious. Also, I got paid, which will put some desperately-needed new tires on the car.

But sleeping in my own bed with my own cat on my head?

That’s luxury.

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6 thoughts on “Pollyanna Returns to the Light Side

  1. savanvleck

    I usually pack more projects than I do clothing and rarely get to any of it. But, that one time I didn’t was murder.

    Welcome to my world. One female Chihuahua, me, and, currently, four men. Oh, and visiting rabbit is said to be female. Couldn’t prove it by me.

    I am off to a wedding with mom. My project is taking the photos and my reward is a slumber party with mom and Master’s Daughter in a motel with a Jacuzzi and no men.

    Why is it always easier to clean someone else’s house than your own?

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  2. lyda Post author

    Yes, better to have the projects and books and not work on/read them than have time and no projects/books. And for once I actually didn’t pack too many clothes. Plus I had my handy teenage sherpa to carry everything (heh heh).

    It sounds like a movie: Three Women and a Jacuzzi.

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  3. Anna-Liza

    It would have to be more women and a big Jacuzzi, I think. You, Knitting Sprite, my friends Chris and Techieangel from knit night, Ms. English Hotcar, and maybe Marin if she’s not out at some luxury hotel and spa with a Jacuzzi all to herself.

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  4. lyda Post author

    Wow. That’s quite a mental image.

    Now, I’m assuming there will be cabana boys delivering margueritas, yes?

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