Playing Around

These days - that is the ones in between Christmas Day & the day or so following, up until the first business day after New Year's Day - as a kid - they were "free game". No pun intended, though they really were good for playing games. Whichever that Mom & Dad might've wrapped up for us...One year we got this one. It's one that we actually played & enjoyed numerous times as a family. Another would be this. I'd requested it, though I don't think I even realized how much I didn't care that much about it. The only thing we really got out of it was plunking around on the tiny gadget. I got the only "win" from it - correctly identifying this.

Not during our younger years, though I remember Mom had us preparing our spaces for the New Year; she had us cleaning up our rooms.

After fishing around the upstairs hallway linen closet shelves for the cleaning products, my brother began playing music. And loudly so. This music. It was music that the guys he was hanging out with now that he was in college, were listening to. He'd be talking to Mom about the performances when they'd chat enough that Mom decided to wrap up one or two for him under our Christmas tree.

In big brother style he "stirred the pot" & gave me a hard time. He played the music on his bedroom stereo very loudly (& Mom, nor Dad made a move to have him change the volume - yes, they knew I wasn't fond of the scenario 😒).

I remember walking across the upstairs hallway to the spare room where Mom kept her crafting supplies. She was organizing something, or working on finishing something up. I mentioned how my brother was hogging all of the cleaning products & I was ready to take care of my chore. Mom knew what he was doing. The music from across the hall made it difficult for she & I to discuss the point.

Her comment to me was to just wait it out; his bedroom likely had never been cleaner. I pursed my lips & rolled my eyes in pure disappointment as I walked back out of the spare room, & past his room to get to my room as I watched him take the paper towel & wipe down every single millimeter of some apparatus which sat on either his chest of drawers or desk. Ugh. And telling him to "Come on already!" Would mean next to nothing.

These were the antics of those days back then while we'd be on our school breaks. Whether they'd be in elementary school, junior high school, high school, or even college.

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