The Noisy Quiet

Awakend this morning to a light, misty rain and thought to myself...ummmm, I should stay in bed and sleep some more. Alas, I cannot do that - when my eyes open - I am awake and ready for the day. So Day; here we go!

The house is quiet for the most part. I hear fans going in different rooms - a sound I cannot stand. Eve turns the fan on because she has tinitus (at least she says that's the reason there must be a fan and a television on at all times), and the kids have two fans blowing into their room (which has entry from my office) since there is no central air in the addition - only a window unit. I think we all know how loud a window unit can be. The news is on, and the CPU of my desktop is softly humming its song of toil (hehehe, do I hear a hi ho, hi ho coming from under my desk?). All is normal in this full house of mine.

In a couple of hours the baby will wake. He'll cry and be completely obnoxious for a short time. The kids will stir and the television in the den will blurt out its daily information - I can almost hear Mike Rowe's voiceover this very second. I will hear the refrigerator open, the microwave ding, the garage door squeak, the water flowing through the pipes and into the guest bathroom and finally, my dog friend - Little Mr. Frodo Baggins - will perform his chirpy aria for someone or something which stirred him from his slumber three feet from my desk.

Does it sound cacophanous to you? I suppose for some, like my mother - for example - the din would be torcherous; but for me...it's just a day in the life. I cannot imagine a house so quiet that pins dropping or mice attending church services would startle me. Too much silence and I would be left singing for my own entertainment and trust me...no one wants that to happen. I think I would start to make up sounds and drive myself nuts trying to figure who or what is in my home and why in the world they would come from nightmarish worlds or alien planets just to spy on my daily goings on.

All the sounds in this residence remind me of the family I adore (most of the time), and the fullness of life I experience each moment of my life. So, in the future, if you hear me complain about the noise or whine about the need for solitude just remind me of this post - I love my life and the people in it! I like the noisy quiet of the early morning on Forest Bluff Dr.