As you all know, I am a huge fan of silence! Good old fashioned peace and quiet. Always, I consider my infrequent periods of silence as one of the greatest gifts of all times. I look forward to the kids going to school and having the house to myself for whatever amount of time they are gone, with only the hum of needed appliances running. Do not misunderstand, the laughter of children, the chatter of dear friends, music in the background all have their place in life. But when it comes down to it, you will never catch me turning on the television to "keep me company". Driving in the car, with the radio on has to be under specific conditions. They are as follows, a bright sunny warm day, all the windows down, the sunroof open and the my favorite country song blaring through my speakers. Otherwise, the radio is off. I am relishing the quiet.
I suppose that you could assume, and logically so that my aversion to noise is a relatively new, but it is not. I have always enjoyed peace and quiet. It has just been elevated in its importance as we increased the number of noise makers in our home!
This past Sunday, I had the distinct pleasure of blessing the woman that is the proud grandmother to the Prince and the great grandmother to the dwarfs, with a personal escort to our new home in Florida for an open ended visit...
Since her mostly smooth transition into our home, the item that is pushing me further and faster to the crazy crabby woman that I desire not to be, is the noise that has come to this house since her arrival. From the time she awakes and most times in between, the background noise of the television is heard from one end of the house to the other.
What I find to be even more laughter inducing, is that she has no ability to work any part of the remote control and television, EXCEPT the up volume button.
Many times in the last three days (yes it has only been three days), I have gone in or past the "nan" cave and just nudged the remote volume button down a few clicks, only to come back to the other side of the house to hear the commercials for awkward medical conditions as clear as if there were a television on in the room of which I am standing.
I may be doing a lot of errand running in the upcoming weeks, for the sole purpose of peace and quiet!
You Really Can't Make this Stuff UP!