the closet monster

Michael's closet had a door in the back. There was another closet behind the door. It was spooky, there were no walls, just boards and the same on the ceiling. Daddy said it was like an attic. It was a place to put things you didn't use very much, like Christmas decorations or suitcases. Michael didn't live at Daddy's house all the time. He used to always live at Mommy's house and now he went back and forth. It was a little hard to get used to. At first, he woke up in the night and called for Mommy before he remembered he was at Daddy's house. He had a bunk bed here and lots of favorite animals to keep him company. Now that he was older, he didn't even call for Daddy anymore. He had Alexis, who would read to him if he woke up early. At 7, he could wake up Daddy and Molli. Molli was Daddy's new wife. It was strange that Mommy and Daddy weren't married any more and didn't live together. But Daddy was much happier. Molli and Daddy didn't fight very much, at least not when Michael was there.

It's 10:18 on Saturday. I'm just sitting down at the computer. Ray was using it when I got up. He completed one tax return before going to the office to do more people's taxes. It's 70 degrees in the house, just about perfect. Warm outside but very overcast and it was windy/gusty when I walked the dog briefly, and cleaned up after him. Sometimes I can't wait until I don't have to do that any more and other times I think I'll miss him. I'm looking forward to a visit from a young friend who is spending the night, giving her parents a chance to go to a comedy show that will be over late. Apparently, she has been asking to stay here. I'm adjusting to the idea of not having a home in Massachusetts for awhile. M&M&T are working hard to get the old house emptied and ready for closing on April 7. It's sounds like everything is on track and I am so grateful. I hate not being there to oversee everything, but can't physically do much.