Hey Somebody, Buy This House
That flu bug really beat me down. I’m still not feeling completely strong…though I went out to the house today. I thought I’d do some work out there by myself – wipe down windows and clean out some of the stuff I left in the closet. But I couldn’t do it. I think maybe I just shouldn’t be in the house alone – it snares me into a nostalgic paralysis or something.
It’s as though, being empty, the house can fill up with my memories now – instead of all the bitterness and anger I felt when Mom and Dad were decaying out there. The house is “possible” again and for me all those possibilities are the best times of my childhood. I look back in time as soon as I drive up. I open the door and the living room floor is scattered with coloring books and Legos – the air smells of baking chocolate chip cookies. I hope it sells soon or I’ll end up trapped in a thick sentimental bubble.
Anyway, I managed the car wash and the grocery store and a three hour nap. And felt a smidgen of guilt for being too weak to wrestle the house into proper perspective. Oh well….
Sunday, June 1, 2008
