Adjusting to different ways

Adjusting to different ways

Today I opened my eyes before the dog woke me up.  You may be asking yourself, when did I get a dog?  I didn’t, I am actually taking care of my family’s kids and their dog for a week.  I am here in the snowy north and they are basking in the sun in the tropics.  Am I jealous?  Nope.  I’m actually having fun with the change in the routine and the constant source of entertainment.  Besides I’m hoping they are going to come back and regale me with amazing stories and show off an awesome new tan.

Taking care of 3 young girls and a dog is a lot of work, but it is totally a labour of love.  I’ve had to adjust to certain things.  The first day, I think I spent more time wandering around looking for light switches than pretty much anything.  I will say that when a Bull dog barks beside your ear at 3 am you don’t need light switches, or feet you just seem to levitate.  I’m also fairly certain my heart was dubstepping in my chest.  The dog has taken a liking to me though (which was something I was worried about).  I’ve developed an ache in my back (more so than usual) and have figured out that my four legged friend has been sleeping pressed up against it.  I’m also fairly certain he’s the reason I wake up slimy in the morning. 

The other big change is the constant source of noise.  3 girls = tons of chatter, which is great. It kind of reminds me of my days in a call centre, but in a good way.  Some moments I almost think I need a conch shell.  But the girls are creative and I love it.  They are also an amazing team and I’m amazed that they aren’t nearly as lonely for their parents as I expected.  This may be due to this age of modern of communication.  There is facetime and skype the phone and texting.  I can’t imagine 100 years ago the loneliness and isolation that people must have felt. 

I’m off to be domestic, I hear the pitter pattering of little feet.  (It’s more like tap dancing actually LOL)

Today I’m awesome because I’m making French toast!