Saturday, July 18, 2015

Final Answer

Game shows are rarely on my agenda, but I understand there is one in which the tagline is, "Is that your final answer?"  Yesterday I finally got a response from my great-nephew regarding next week's visit.  Not knowing the specifics and being able to prepare had been making me a crazy person.  What day are they coming?  Will they be staying here or at a motel?  How many days will they be here?  One meal a day or three?  Aaargh!  It's one thing and a lot of fun to take off on an aimless, go-where-the-spirit-moves-me vacation.  It's quite another to be the destination.  So.  As of last night the current plan is for the guys to arrive Tuesday and stay here into Thursday.  That was Jeff's final answer.  Ta da!  We agreed that getting this group organized was very much like herding cats.  At least now I can make plans of my own, the first of which is to go shopping today.

I don't want to say anything too loud for fear of jinxing it, but it's been several days since I've had to fight off Percy and Pal in the barn.  I'd like to think they've finally gotten the idea and have been trained to be patient like the rest of the tribe, but doubt that's the final answer.

Housework is boring.  Boring to do, boring to write and read about.  I love the end result, but it's never really the end, is it?  Dust will accumulate, Bess will bring in more stickers and burrs, etc., etc., ad nauseum.  In the poem "Charge of the Light Brigade," the line goes, "Theirs not to reason why.  Theirs but to do or die."  Paraphrase that into "Theirs but to pick up the dust rag again and again."  And that's my final answer.

1 comment:

Kathryn Williams said...

You really do need to fashion a dust rag for Ralph's tail and then teach him to clear every surface and dust. Oh, I guess you'd have to teach him to put the stuff back in place. Oh well - NOT the final answer! (And yes, it was "Who Wants to be a Millionaire?")