TRF is coming

TRF is opening next weekend, and as usual, I'm not ready. No shortage of reminders though - - - idiots rolling up to ask DH to 'touch up' their signs (bought in the past but they couldn't be bothered to take varnish, maintain, or in a few cases, even bother taking down for the ten months the show isn't open), other idiots wanting new signs (hello, assholes? We open in 6 days . . . where were you in July when there was time?), and the rest of the fools brigade of people seeking passes, part time work, full time work, or favors. For the most part, anyone I'd do a favor for wouldn't be asking NOW, and I have no patience for the hanger-ons who think these shows are just a way to avoid any effort or work in life. Go away losers, we are busy.

There are things about the start of the show to look forward to:

The tiny Prince next door is even more of a person at nearly 2 than he was last year, and no doubt still ruler of both parents and extended family, not to mention cute as a fuzzy bug!

And my very favorite BFF will be in soon, for the most extended time of easy visiting in all the year.

Neighbors gone for summers work will return and settle in. There will be time to plan for winters fun.

And news, from loved ones and aquantances far off, who no longer return each fall, will come in abundance with those who do return. Success and failure, birth and death, hooking up and coming undone; the updates of a scattered yet strong community that always serves to remind me of why we started out, in joy, on this path in the first place. And of why it still is our path, for all that.