We knew that Squishy had a long weekend, and so initially we were planning to have him visit for a couple of days, then we would do the long weekend out his way. He then decided that he wanted a break away from the house and for us to spend the time at my place, but we would do one night at his parents, so that we could still go to the doctor and have Friday dinner.
And at first things were great, with Rabbit finding a new guitar, which meant that I got to enjoy the sound of it, and have lots of time together. We made our way out to his parents, and enjoyed an evening with them, and woke up Saturday morning. As we went downstairs, we heard the news on, and found out about everything going on where his family is. We were worried, and trying to hear from everyone to know they were safe. The conversation needed to happen about trying to find space for whoever felt they needed to come over if they couldn't stay safe out there.
Because it was still part of the plan, we went back to my place that day, still not having heard from one uncle. The next morning luckily we did hear from them, and then had a small adventure as a distraction. As we drove back, we talked about how he didn't want to leave his parents alone. How he wanted to head back that night and spend time with them. I asked if he wanted me with him, and then we made a plan. So long as we could be back by the time Squishy got home Wednesday, I would go out with him for a few days and we help his parents.
There were many times when we were holding back tears. Sure, people were safe, but some were grabbed back into the military, and others knew people who had gone missing. We all showed that we were there for each other, and cared, and would do what we needed to in order to keep everyone safe and not feeling alone. Eventually, I did have to go home, and as we were on the road, we spoke about a few things.
Primarily, we spoke about how he wanted to go back home again in order to get started on some things in the house. I pointed out that we hadn't had time for snuggles and physical closeness the last few days despite being together, and how important that is for us, and doubly so given the situation. I wanted the night for contact and slowing down, and because I spoke up, it happened. We also talked a little about how we wanted to arrange the downstairs as things get cleaned up, and got an idea of what we wanted to do with the living room, which would be getting turned into both of our office spaces. By the end of it we both seemed happy about things, but still had a lot more to plan out and decide on, because where I will figure out the most ideal situation where everything fits with room to spare, he very much thinks about the first arrangement and tries to cram in as much as possible.
I'm hoping that since we plan on talking about the rest of the downstairs soon, we can start getting things more organized as things go on and he feels a lot better about it all once things move around. We're laying down a big ground plan, to make things a lot easier to move with as time goes on and we get closer to the move.
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