So I have a 3 day holiday weekend and miracle of all miracles Dan also has all 3 days off as well. I think it took a sacrificial offering or something.
So we don’t have any major plans. EXCEPT going to my parents house on Sunday. Except for that one little (ok major) thing, a chill weekend is in store. If you know me well you know what a big deal this is that someone is making the long, weird and scary journey that is the road to my house.
When I was younger I thought my farm and hippie house were awesome. As I got to the end of middle school and beginning of high school I wasn’t so keen on my living arrangement. It’s odd when you can’t shower everyday, don’t know what was on MTV, have an outhouse for a bathroom and have to literally stockpile your dirty clothes until you can make the monthly pilgrimage into town to do laundry. It’s hard when you are trying to fit in with your peers.
But then mid-way through high school I realized that my home experience was pretty damn cool (even if it ultimately was totally weird). I learned a lot of things about environmental protection, sustainability and I appreciate energy so much each and every time I turn on a light switch.
So….it’s a pretty big deal when I allow someone to come home with me. I think the last time I actually had friends over at my parents house was my sophomore year in college, only for the fact that that was the last time I really “lived” at home.
We’ll see what Dan thinks of the ol’ homestead.