Quiet

Suddenly the house is quiet.

Not too quiet. 

When it’s too quiet then you have to worry about going up to the attic (not that we have an attic) or down to the basement (which we do have, though mostly what I worry about down there is getting lost in the clutter that I should have taken over to Goodwill months ago).  You have to worry about monsters.

We don’t have monsters.  If we had monsters they would be paying me rent.  I do not accept freeloader monsters in my house.  I am receiving no rent.  Therefore there are no monsters.

This theory worked wonders when the girls were little.

We’ve spent most of the last week or so with our Swedish friends, who are in the midst of an American tour.  We went up to northern Wisconsin last weekend to see them and the other friends they were staying with, and then we all came down here to Our Little Town for a while. 

It has been a busy and fun time.  There are five of them and four of us, and we managed to find places for everyone to sleep and things for everyone to do.  Eventually I will post pictures and stories.

But now they are on their way to the next leg of their journey.  Kim is off at a conference.  It’s just me and the girls.

Quiet.

But not too quiet.

No, not at all.