So, somehow it happened again. The Cap'n packed it up last Tuesday and headed down to the city for another stint as Renovation Man. This time for only a couple/few weeks, we'll see. It's apparently going really well, lots of good progress.
My end is a bit harder to manage this time around. Although Poopies is way better company than he was a couple of years ago, he now realizes that his Daddy is missing, and so looks to me for extra support, though I'm stretched a bit thin these days between BabyEve, the business, the ice storm we got this weekend, and the ungodly awful flu I came down with the day the Cap'n left, of course. Yeah, Tuesday night was one of those harrowing nights you don't soon forget. I had this crazy fever, chills, clingy boy, crying baby, and I couldn't even stand up to get either one of them anything. Thank god for breastfeeding, at least Eve was covered. Poopies got a chocolate muffin tossed at him for dinner, so he was pleased.
The reason for the madness is that we're actually getting rid of the house in the city. Putting it on the market and hoping to sell it by June, partly for tax reasons and partly to help finance a better living situation up here. Yes, I know the housing market is in the toilet. Yes, I've already been thoroughly counseled on what a bad time this is to sell by nearly everyone I've told. I know. But, the NYC real estate market is different from the rest of the country and the house actually hasn't depreciated at all, it's just about the same value it was probably about a year ago. So, that's my rant. And, with all the Cap'n's good work, the house actually is quite beautiful and the perfect steal for the right person. Given the neighborhood, I'm very sure people will be happily surprised once they get inside. I'm actually really sad to see it go. It has finally realized the beauty I always knew was there, but never got to live in. I only got to enjoy the cockroach and the squalor phases. It seems a shame to work so hard to shine up a little gem and then just leave it behind.
So, yeah, it's been hard. It was impossible not to get that familiar knot in my stomach when the Cap'n drove away at 4 am. Even though I know this is for a much shorter time, I just assumed I would never have to return to those days of lonely, blank survival. The sickness and ice storm were just icing (ha!) on the cake.
But, my salvation arrives tomorrow in the form of my lovely niece from Texas. My generous sister was gracious enough to loan her out to me, so not only will I have an extra set of hands around, but I'll get to know my niece a bit too, which is really cool.