The girls hated the house at first. I told them to think of it as an adventure. Lia was concerned about school. She wanted to continue at the School of the Arts in downtown Cleveland (almost.) Maylyn also wanted to graduate from The School of the Arts she had been attending. We explained that Daddy would drive them back and forth to Cleveland so they could go to their schools and daddy could work.
The girls then went into the house to look around. Nope. Hated it. Wanted to go home. They were used to the city and not some stupid house in the country. (It's not the country.) We spent the first night in beds Daddy put up in the living room. We were armed with flashlights because there was no electricity, no water, no gas, no cable--nothing. We were so scared that first night. The girls and I cuddled in one of the beds in case we heard a ghost, or something scratching in the walls. We had to find the upstairs bathroom, where we put a port-potty, carrying a candle and a flashlight. It occurred to me that we were living just like the family who built this house around 1850 did. I lit candles so the room wasn't put into total darkness. Every little noise frightened us. To be continued...
The girls then went into the house to look around. Nope. Hated it. Wanted to go home. They were used to the city and not some stupid house in the country. (It's not the country.) We spent the first night in beds Daddy put up in the living room. We were armed with flashlights because there was no electricity, no water, no gas, no cable--nothing. We were so scared that first night. The girls and I cuddled in one of the beds in case we heard a ghost, or something scratching in the walls. We had to find the upstairs bathroom, where we put a port-potty, carrying a candle and a flashlight. It occurred to me that we were living just like the family who built this house around 1850 did. I lit candles so the room wasn't put into total darkness. Every little noise frightened us. To be continued...
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