February arrived bright and blustery, wind rattling the windows of this old, drafty house. Yesterday was warm enough to have the family room windows open while the varnishing was finished. Today that would be impossible, but here they are all done and out of the way, fumes and all.
Today I started working days, after eleven years of pm shift. Eleven YEARS. Late in the afternoon I went over to Heidi's to see them, and Joe asked, "So how was that, day hours?"
"Pretty damned divine."
I was missing him too--saw him every day for years, but now it has been a while.
The kids were surprised, showed me their tablet games, and we colored pictures, sat together at supper, made a trip to the cold office so they could do stunts, but were not out there long enough to bother turning the heat up. Heidi and Joe like it cool anyway for use of the exercise bike and treadmill.
This little buddy kept saying how much she misses me, which is a bit heart wrenching to hear. Things are going well. She has a preschool she enjoys. But change is hard, and we did used to have fun, arguing and playing, watching movies and drinking "Cherry Limenade."
I helped her with her supper and it was so nice to be there hearing her opinions. She doesn't throw the strawberries anymore, just puts them back on the plate if she doesn't want them.
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