There’s no one in the house.
Well, with the exception of myself and.my mother.
We’re sitting in the kitchen, watching CNN. They’re talking about the case in Ohio where a guy held three women captive for ten years. I won’t get into it, but I’m glad to see those girls back home with their families and the suspect is having justice served to him on a cold platter.
While the girls slowly piecing their lives back together is important, there’s nothing better at the moment than sitting in a house where nothing is going down. At the moment.
There’s no telling what will happen in the next few hours, and I hope it’s still somewhat peaceful when more people come through — which they will, especially since it’s the weekend. My relative, who is a cousin, will drink more beer and get on my nerves, as he’s been doing since we got here. There will be.lore of a struggle of power if his siblings come by and end up in the same room.
That should be fun. Thank god for a laptop and a phone tethered to transfer internet access to it. I don’t know where I’d be without it. Thank god for my link to the outside world, or I’d be lost.
It feels nice to be in an empty house with nothing popping off. It won’t last long, but I’ll savor every bit of it while it does.