|Goodbye little Doll House!|
When we are at a party, I usually am ready to go home before it is polite and my husband just ignores me. Then, once in awhile I will settle in for the duration. Getting up just doesn't appeal to me so I ignore the signs...yawns, sighs and big gaps in the conversation. Going home can be tricky.
Now we are thinking about going home to Oregon. We need to leave our Doll House for six months. It will go to bed and we will wake up the house in Oregon. But the trick is WHEN?
We usually have a schedule that we decide on long before the departure date. I will begin ironing and even packing so far ahead of that time that I find myself digging through suitcases to retrieve clothes.
This year we have a new plan. We are going to wait until the day before our departure, pack our suitcases and the car, go to bed and leave early the next morning. (Our party hosts are glad we don't do that at their house!)
Our little house is saying, "Lois, let's go to bed so these people can go home!"
Have a wonderful day.