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The house husband and tempting the gods…

October 15, 2009 By pia

We finished day four of boot camp. My pressing on is a metaphor for something but I’m too darn tired to figure that out.

It’s as different from a New York health club as a cold is from swine flu. In New York it’s everybody for herself, here there really is a feeling of solidarity. I think boot camp is going to be very good for me but I’m too tired to think. I should explain it’s not boot camp that’s making me so tired but gray skies. Yesterday it rained all day–we met at the park before the heavy rains but I’m a princess and rain and I don’t mix. At the same time I’m a fresh air fiend so I slept with all the windows in the sun room open and the sun room is connected to the bedroom. Sometimes I think about taking down the wall to the sun room but I love that room for itself.

It’s the only room I still have to furnish. I kept saying I wanted white wicker but I realize that I want all different white fabrics.

It’s not that New York seems horrible to me but I find I miss it less and less. It’s been a year today since I handed over the keys to my apartment and in return got a fairly substantial check. Actually two. I’m so glad I was insistent on selling when I did. A year or two earlier I could have gotten much more but now……

I own a house!!!!!!! That still thrills me. And because I’m about as handy as I’m athletic I have a house husband, Eldon. My cousin who is divorced and very handy actually came up with the phrase when she looked at something outside and almost cried out: “you have a house husband!!!!!.” Apparently he has done things she wouldn’t think to do.

Eldon and I redid the front “yard” on Tuesday. A lot of the plants hadn’t taken so I went for more ornamental grasses which I realize is what I really wanted originally but didn’t realize that yet.

I’m not being sexist when I talk about a house husband. My father could have used a house husband. I think, no I know, he was afraid to change a light bulb–electricity can kill you, you know. My athletic smart father looked as if he should have been good at somethings besides taking out the garbage but…..

My mother was handier, and did the little little jobs. Everything else was foisted off onto professionals. Or family friends. So I’m just continuing a tradition.

I think this move is going great and I’m actually looking forward to cold days when I don’t feel obligated to run around and can sit in one of my decks in ten layers and just write. Though I don’t like how it went from AC/beach weather to cold seemingly overnight. I think it’s going to get warm again. I know, we all know,(how could we have missed the articles and news casts?) how colds and flu’s are transmitted but I will always believe chronic weather changes and rain play a part.

Selfishly I don’t want it to rain again until boot camp is over–and my best friend is coming a week from today so it would be nice if it’s warm and sunny. But I don’t want to tempt the gods by asking for too much.

This is a small town, in many ways. Eldon’s been telling me about somebody who goes to boot camp but is away this week practically since we first met.

Filed Under: north myrtle beach Tagged With: A northerner moves to the south, north myrtle beach

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Comments

  1. Bone says

    October 15, 2009 at 12:44 pm

    but Iโ€™m a princess and rain and I donโ€™t mix

    Ah, so that’s what it is. I knew you didn’t like rain, but could never put my finger on the reason ๐Ÿ™‚

    So many great lines in this, Pia.

    If you ever listened to me, I tried to tell you we only get one week of true fall weather. Maybe two ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. Doug says

    October 15, 2009 at 12:59 pm

    I think you really have to live in NYC to understand why someone would live there. Apparently, that wears off pretty quick, too.

  3. TC says

    October 15, 2009 at 1:00 pm

    If I don’t have a real husband someday, I at least want a house husband like Eldon.

    Heck, even if I do have a real husband someday, I might still want a house husband like Eldon ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. sage says

    October 15, 2009 at 10:56 pm

    Boot camp… I just went back to the gym two weeks ago after taking the summer off–I’m also looking forward to cooler days and time by the fire

  5. JJ says

    October 16, 2009 at 4:09 pm

    You should have your own reality show. The house husband would make a great storyline.

  6. cooper says

    October 16, 2009 at 10:11 pm

    Great words once again. The dreary skies be damned. I am hoping you survive boot camp and hope they don’t vote people off. ๐Ÿ˜‰

    I seriously would love a house husband, but I do picture you as the perfect house husband owner…. or whatever someone with a house husband would be called – benefactor maybe?

  7. Nodlee says

    October 21, 2009 at 12:10 pm

    house husband “owner”?

    • @TheHouseHusband says

      December 31, 2009 at 5:05 pm

      HouseHusbands do exist. I am @TheHouseHusband on Twitter, check it out http://twitter.com/TheHouseHusband.

      It works for me! Happy New Year.

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