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September 01, 2006

Home Alone

David is away on his annual fall trip with his dad and brother, so I have the house to myself this weekend. They are up north fishing at Mike's "hunting cabin" (it is really a pole barn: not quite up to code for human habitation, but now with electricity and a water pump; the "toilet" is outside). Even though I miss David, I have to admit that I kind of like having the house to myself for a few days. I can let mail pile up on the coffee table and dirty dishes stack up in the sink. In this odd couple, David is the clean one and I am the messy one. He recently got a new pair of glasses and, when he found that the glasses came with a cleaning cloth, he asked the optician how to wash the cleaning cloth. I have been using the same cleaning cloth for my glasses for six years now, and it has never once occurred to me to wash it. After all, it is for cleaning the glasses, so isn't it clean by definition? But in all seriousness, I do kind of miss having someone around to keep me on my toes (or my dustmop). And while this house is the perfect size for two people, it starts to feel very large when I'm all alone here. Maybe I should have a party...

Posted by eklanche at September 1, 2006 10:43 AM

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