I’ve been at my parents’ house for a week now. My dad is going to be having his tumor removed on Friday. Since he’ll be in the hospital for at least a week, and my mom does not drive, I’m here to help out. My company has graciously allowed me to work remotely while I am staying with my parents, which is very cool. I’m not burning through PTO while I’m here.
So what am I up to? Well so far I’ve just been working, driving my folks around, and reading. Reading the tail end of the Chronicles of Narnia and starting the Harry Potter series. I’ve also seen more than my fair share of ESPN’s various programs and many episodes of MASH. What can I say, but it’s what Dad likes.
It’s pretty odd being here, at the folks’ place, as I’ve never lived here. This is my parents’ retirement home in Washington. They moved in about three years ago. I’ve visited quite a few times, but it had been over a year since I had been here last. So, while it’s my parents’ home, and I’ll always be welcome and free to make myself at home, it’s not my home. I don’t know where things belong in the house, and I don’t know my way around the neighborhood very well.
So, I don’t know whether it’s the stress of the situation, the strange surroundings, or my reading material of late, but I’ve been having some very strange dreams. Dreams about just about everything and everyone. The happy couple redoing their wedding, because they decided they wanted a much more formal affair. My house being home invaded while only myself and one roommate were home, and the robbery being done by a girl I went to Junior High with. My teenage self being told by my parents that they were expecting another baby. A friend’s bed being full of random strangers, one of whom was very angry with me for being better liked than her. And finally last night, Nova doing everything in his power to try to keep me from going to sleep, even though I was really exhausted.
So, I wonder what I’ll be dreaming tonight. But before I get to bed, I’ve got to find out what’s going to happen to Harry Potter next. My guess is that there’s going to be some stressful scenario where he could either die or be expelled from Hogwarts. I mean, as far as I can tell, that’s the whole plot of the entire series. Of course, I’m only on the second book. I’m not too fond of these constant traumas, though. Why doesn’t that idiot just go tell Dumbledore? Geesh.
OK, yes, I am a nerd.
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Sounds like you are managing well enough…even with the dreams. Here’s hopping for the best for your Dad.