vacation

Living in Vacationland

April 14th, 2009 | Author: Carole

I’m finishing up the carpets. You know me, a little here and there until the big job is done. But I’ve got to get it finished – Visiting season is starting…

The house I live in used to be part of a resort way back in the 1920s & 30s. Only 2 of the 6 cabins are left standing, and they have been converted to year-round houses.

Since I live in vacation land, I don’t go anywhere on vacation. Everyone comes here.

It actually took some getting used to in the beginning. It felt so weird to have to get up and go to work when you felt like you should be going out and jumping in the lake.

My first round of company is coming this week. Some old friends we met when Bill was stationed here at Great Lakes will be coming to see their daughter graduate from Great Lakes. Well, without Bill, he’s still in Iraq. It’s been 5 years since we’ve seen them.

Gotta get all the sheets washed. I don’t know where everyone is sleeping yet. Some menu planning and shopping. But overall, everything is in pretty good shape. If they came today, everything would be fine, but I’m a freak and I want everything really clean. Except my desk – that’s always a mess. I hear that’s a sign of a creative mind. If I put everything away, I can’t find it. Weird, huh? Everything else has to be so clean, and then there’s this big messy desk. I guess we all have our quirks.

Thursday night we’ll have teriyaki chicken, pineapple, fresh green beans, and I think buttered noodles. Friday, everyone will be running around. Saturday we’ll probably do brunch. It will be the only morning we have to lay back and relax. Maybe some strawberry-banana french toast… We have a spaghetti dinner fundraiser thing on Saturday night. I don’t know what time their church is on Sunday. Then we’re going out for lunch before they leave.

My daughter loves that kind of weekend – always on the run. I’d like a little more down-time myself. But it will be fun.

I don’t know if I’ll get to making those potato chip cookies…

I expect a lot from myself, don’t I? Maybe we’ll just forget the cookie thing. We’ll see. What would you do?