House Guests

I had an absolutely exhausting weekend, it was fun but exhausting. Sometimes I think I need a weekend to recover from my weekend.  Just like I always need a vacation to recover from my vacation.  We had some overnight guests at our home, which is something we do very often. We aren’t originally from here and family seems to be scattered throughout the province, so it means everyone take their turns visiting, which means a lot of weekends (especially in the summer) get booked up for us.

For the most part I enjoy it. It is nice seeing family you haven’t seen for a while. But no matter how awesome the family or the visit it is far from your schedule and often leaves you wiped out from the whole ordeal.   The little man seems to be doing better but it is getting hard for him to stay healthy and on a normal routine with so much disruption to regular life.  Even I am thrown off my game during these visiting weekends.  The damage is minimal if the house guest is self-sufficient, but when you get one or some who  isn’t,  it just about kills all of us. 

I guess I am a do-it yourself kind of person.  I don’t really expect people to wait on me when I am somewhere, I will do things on my own time at my own leisure.  I hate going to someone’s house for a visit and they produce an itinerary,  I really am content just hanging out. Especially when it’s family, after all I am there to visit them, not to attend some museum exhibit. Fun, yes, but not the reason I came.   So when people come to visit me I tend to take that approach.  I also tend to try to have items or cook meals based on the individual. I don’t go out of my way and only have that, but if I am getting a guest who is a meat and potato kind of person, I will have that for them. I don’t force them to eat salad only, but at the same time I have plenty of options so I am happy too.  

Regardless,  weekend after weekend of visits can leave a person really craving some me time and just some peace and quiet.

Shhhhh…do not disturb!