Day Three of our city weekend, and I am finally feeling as though my
cold will end. Not the way I imagined our city Thanksgiving, but what
ever is exactly the way you imagined?
Had I written this, beginning to end, a few hours ago, I would have been
marveling at the fact that the five of us had managed to find 5
separate, peaceful corners of the apartment for most of the day. So,
probably, I should have buckled down in my corner and written about my
perfect, tranquil family. But, alas, a few hours have passed, we have
emerged from the five corners, and it is clear that, while my cold may
be getting better, cabin fever has begun to set in.
I used to think that if we lived in a ginormous house in suburbia, just
the mere size of the place would make us get along more of the time. We
could go to our separate rooms--after all, each child would have his or
her own room, AND my husband and I would have rooms of our own in
addition to our bedroom. The piano would be separate from the TV, and
the spaces for working would be separate from both the piano and the TV.
And when we all wanted to be together, we could be in any room,
including the kitchen, which would be big enough for all of us to be
preparing parts of dinner at the same time (yes, that's right, everyone
would have a part in preparing dinner).
No, I am not feverishly delirious, nor am I currently medicated. But a girl can dream, can't she?
What I realized today, though, is that, while the big suburban house
might separate people's messes and give us more places to find some
quiet, no amount of space makes a family of five get along all the time.
No amount of space makes kids practice piano or do their homework the
first time you tell them or keeps them from arguing about who has to go
first. And no amount of space, I'll bet, makes staying inside for most
of a 4-day weekend a recipe for harmony.
So, for now, and tomorrow, I will put aside the ginormous suburban house
fantasy and settle for an escape from cabin fever--an expedition in the
city, hopefully with stops that will please everyone. And soon enough,
we'll be out of the woods completely, no doubt wishing that we could
crawl back into bed in our 17th floor cabin.
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