My parents came to visit a couple weeks ago. My mom’s been here once before, but this was my dad’s first trip to SLC. So, it was fun showing him around and having him see my place for the first time. Some last minute scrambling to get everything painted and and the new floors laid caused a bit of stress, but in the end it was all worth it.
Big Sis had warned me to expect some bickering while they were here. I only see my folks a couple times a year, so they’re always on their best behavior when I’m around. She is around them all the time, so she tends to see a different side. Fortunately there was no bickering. But, they’ve been married for 41 years. If anyone deserves to snark at each other once in a while, it’s them.
As usual, my mom didn’t disappoint with her mastery of the obvious.
Mom: Be careful of that knife. It’s sharp.
Me: Good thing you warned me. I never would have expected that.
Mom: That stove is on.
Mom: It’s hot.
Me: Yes, that’s usually what happens when a stove is on.
Me: Where’s Dad?
Mom: In the other room taking a nap.
Mom: He was tired.
Me: Seems like a strange way to combat weariness.
Mom: No, he’s in there sleeping.
Me: Yeah, Mom. I got it.
In all fairness, my mom spends about half her time with a munchkin glued to her side. And, between both nieces, she’s done so for the last 11 years. I think she’s just a little out of practice at gearing her messages toward her audiences.
My dad was pretty content just to putz around. We had plans to take them up to Park City or one of the canyons, but they didn’t seem all that interested. So, other than the Brandi Carlile concert, we just stuck around the house. I did enjoy some success in my plot devised in advance of my dad’s arrival.
I left all the switchplate and outlet covers off the newly painted walls knowing my dad would ask me why. Then, I could explain that I just hadn’t had time to put all the new outlets and light switches in yet. I figured he’d like a project while he was here. I was really only thinking of his enjoyment.
Sure enough, within two hours of his arrival, he “had an idea.” And, that idea was to replace all the outlets and light switches. Imagine that! He actually spread the work out over three days, so I know I was right about him wanting something to do that wasn’t sightseeing.
And, it probably kept my parents out of each others’ hair. Maybe that’s why there wasn’t any bickering.