Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Another Reason Why I Hate Living so Far From Family

I need someone to come hang out with the big kids for an hour tonight while I go return the rental car. Just an hour. Not too much to ask.

But finding someone in the village has gotten to be a little nutty. It's a long holiday weekend and everyone is on their way out of town. I've tried Grandma Française, I've tried the daughter of the boulanger, I've tried Musher Boy, I've tried French Me.  I've even gone so far as to considering calling the lady who lives opposite us, the one who's only contact with us has been to yell obscenities at Typhon from her living room window.

I wish I had a niece, a nephew, an aunt, a grandma, a BaPa, someone who I could call in a second and beg to come hang out. Someone who I don't have to explain the whole situation to, just explain that I need them. Can they help?

Family. People you can guilt trip into helping with the simple promise of a nice Christmas present or a non-existent million dollars.

Amazing what you notice you appreciate when you haven't got it around.

7 comments:

magali said...

sorry I can't be there today.

I promise you can dump the kids on me to run whatever errands over the week-end :)

I'd move to the Sticks but the commute every day would kill me !

Diane said...

Yeah, but if you could only give me a little more notice, I'd be there....

Kitty said...

I'll be there in July!

kissmekaty said...

Would love to help,,,,,, xoxoxo

RHB said...

wish I could be there too- to hang out with your little people- sorry

Sue said...

Just prop all four of them in front of skype and we'll watch them for a few minutes...

Kirsten said...

Amen, sister. It does get easier as they get older, but I do remember quite vividly how hard it was just to leave my house unaccompanied.

That said, Sue's got a great idea. LOL