Monday, May 30, 2011
Homesick: depressed or melancholy at being away from home and family
It is so hot and so humid today, Memorial Day. We are again heading out to our son's house for a barbecue. Well, barbecue beef sandwiches. I'm not sure we'll be cooking anything on the grill. Or if we'll sit outside. Or in the house in central air-luxury. We have central air. We also have a humidifier. But do we know how to activate them? No. Never had to use air conditioning in the Northwest. We'd have our hot days there but never enough to warrant going out and spending a small fortune on air conditioning units. Fans did us quite nicely, thank you. This morning Dear Hubby and I noticed moisture on the linoleum floor in the basement. Kind of like a very slight 'dew', I guess you'd call it. We've never experienced that before, either. A west coast friend who lived back here was on Facebook and I asked her if this was normal. She told me yes, and it'd be a good idea to get a humidifier. I told her we already have one but don't know how to use it. I haven't heard back so I'm thinking she doesn't know how to either, haha! Luckily we discovered this before one of the deer mounts on the floor was ruined from absorbed moisture. Dear Hubby took it outside and laid it on a towel in the driveway to dry out in the sun. I'm thinking there is a lot about this new climate we live in that we don't have a clue about.
One thing I am not is homesick. I find that very ironic, considering I was a child who'd get so homesick when I tried spending the nite at a neighbor's when I was 4 or 5 I'd cry in the nite and my friend Annie's dad would kindly walk me over to my house and deliver me to my parents', where I'd happily go upstairs to the familiarity of my own bed. Maybe it's because I do have all of my 'nuclear' family here with me. Maybe it's because my siblings and I have never lived in each others' pockets. Maybe it's because I don't have much extended family to worry about or miss anymore. But life here has picked up to its normal pace and that makes things feel more 'homelike' here. I'm again taking care of my grandsons on a full time basis so my days are busy and full. I don't feel lost any more as I travel about. Even the Michigander accent doesn't sound so unusual to my ear now. In fact, we got a wrong-number-call last week from someone out in Portland and the man I spoke to sounded kind of 'funny' to me. I'm used to us sounding western, and our friends and family sounding western...but anybody else around us? No...... So that was kind of surreal.
The grandboys are finally to the stage where I don't have to be constantly involved in what they're doing now. They can watch TV around me. They can play around me. But they don't require me to take part in everything. So one thing I'm getting back to that I've missed terribly these past few years is reading. I'd forgotten what a luxury it is to sit down with a book and be able to read more than a paragraph without "Grandma!" ringing out. It still takes me the bulk of the week to read an entire book, but considering I've hardly read anything -- well, what I would consider anything -- the past few years, this is so pleasant to come back to! In the few months we've lived here that I hadn't been doing day care, I couldn't get enough books to read. It's like they were telling me, "Welcome BACK!"
We're off to our son's now.