My brother and I call my house Shady Pines like from the old television show The Golden Girls although I will admit there are times is more like the old British one, Waiting for God. Since I take care of Ma, her brother, and my great aunt the name is fitting. On top of all of that we live in the woods that is mostly pine trees (see where I’m going with this!)
Life here at Shady Pines is never boring that is for sure. There is always something going on or someone complaining about something. I can honestly say that I haven’t had a day where I haven’t heard at least one complaint in about ten years. Maybe longer than that. The residents keep the weirdest hours known to man. I mean the old people (yep that is what we call them and to their faces sometimes but it is said with nothing but love and affection) wake up at the crack of dawn, have a nap by nine am then wake up again. They have some lunch about noon and proceed to nap until dinner only to fall asleep again until around eight pm where they stay up until around one am. Now if we are out and about for the day this doesn’t happen and I have tried to keep them on a schedule. Let’s just say I have learned that a mutiny is no fun and they can have their own way.
When I irritate them enough they decide to feed the children as much candy as possible and hype them up. Then they take a nap. I’m not really sure who is honestly running the show around here but I highly suspect that it is not me. In the end I love them and wouldn’t change a thing even if I do want to put them away somewhere sometimes.