The testosterone level has reached a nearly tolerable level again. “Our” home was beginning to feel like what I imagined my high school boy’s locker room must have been like.
First, my youngest brother arrived. Well, actually I picked him up at the train station in Chicago. He had left Seattle a couple of days before. It would have been easier for me to wait until his train rolled into Cincinnati, but I just couldn’t leave him on the train for another night.
As luck would have it, our over-the-road trucker son had gotten a load into Chicago, so we all met up for supper. It was only fitting that Gary’s first Midwest supper was at Cracker Barrel!
Son went on down the road and Gary and I made the long drive back to my home outside of Columbus. We arrived just in time to offer to make breakfast for my hubby, Michael.
Much of the week after that became a blur of shopping, packing, more shopping, and re-packing, to ready Gary for his new venture as an owner-operator long-haul truck driver leased to the same company our son drives for. Just about the time we had everything packed and ready to go he got a phone call telling him he’d be doing his orientation in Minnesota rather than here in Columbus. More re-packing.
Son got home in time to drive to Kentucky to pick up his little boys and bring them back here for the weekend and then to take Gary to the bus terminal. If you’re keeping track, we’d added two big loads of testosterone, lessened now by one, and added two little doses.
We had a wonderful time with Nicholas and Zachary and even managed to get all the laundry done that son had been stacking up in his truck. He did his grocery shopping on his way through the kitchen and then took the little ones back to their mom in Kentucky.
Sunday night was relatively quiet. It was my turn to moderate the chat at The Writer’s Chatroom (www.audreyshaffer.com/chat/chat/), with a short staff business meeting after the chat. We all knew 4:30 Monday morning would come all too quickly.
Since Son’s birthday is the day after Thanksgiving this year and he won’t be home again until sometime the week of Christmas, we had our Thanksgiving diner with him on Sunday night. We also celebrated his birthday on Sunday.
When Gary gets back here with his truck later this week, we’ll be having our second Thanksgiving dinner of the week. He’ll be home sometime the week of Christmas and his birthday is three days after Christmas, so we’ll be celebrating his birthday then.
Our family is real good at re-arranging holidays.
I’m getting better at dealing with overloads of testosterone in the house. And to think, we were just learning to be empty-nesters…
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