Empty Nest

The Johnsons, just Sally and Carl now, moved about a week ago. The real estate agent started to show their house yesterday. Sally and Carl moved to her mother’s house in another part of the state. Before she left, I stopped by to wish her well and offer my condolences again. Their lives were changing drastically but Sally didn’t seem too upset. She seemed to have accepted their fate and told me that her mother was very happy to have them both come home. Sally felt sure that she could find another job there; the only down side was Carl having to change schools. Funny, I think of Steve’s and my home as home now. I stopped thinking of my parent’s home as mine when I left.

For all of us left on Calista Court, it was exciting to watch the parade of couples checking out the house. New neighbors were a chance to bring new people into our lives. Houses didn’t come up for sale often in our neighborhood and every house needed life to make it grow.

Some light rain and warmer days had started to refresh the grass and Steve was starting to prepare his lawn equipment in anticipation of the green season competition. I shouldn’t complain about the men’s mini-obsession with their lawns. I had my own little obsessions and theirs kept the neighborhood looking well-kept. I was always checking out the ladies’ magazines to see what was new so we could keep up. We could be like other homeowners and put a kidney shaped pool in the backyard. Their would be less grass to mow and the kids could learn how to swim better. We could also have some cool parties. Of course, my pearly white legs could always use some color. I hate wearing nylons in the summer and I would love to live in a world where hose weren’t required every time you put on a dress.

I wondered about how to approach Steve with my idea for a pool. They were costly and required some work; I would have to do a little more homework before presenting my case. We do go swimming at the club now, but nothing beats having that cool water right outside your back door. Of course, we would need a bigger patio also. This was getting complicated.

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