i'd be out with thalbergmad, bicycling. he'd probably ok with it for a couple miles and then take off and do his normal 60. so, i'd turn around, dejected and suddenly cheer up when i see siberian husky pass by on his motorcycle with his dog in doggles. then, torp would pass on his motorcyle.
feeling energized, i would go to the fridge. no food. so many people. then, i would go out in the garden with claire and start planting lots of veggies and strawberries. people would depend on us for food. we would grow herbs and flowers, too. so the house would look nice after all the cleaning shagdoc did. we would scatter rose petals near the pianos.
in the evening, when the house becomes entirely noisy, claire and i would go to a corner of the the house and exchange pedicures (annoying everyone by the clipping sounds). we would check people's fingernails for correct lengths. have a drink, talk about music, gardening, and children, and i'd cell phone my hubby and say "just a few more days without the kids." then, when i couldn't stand not being around my kids anymore, i'd cycle from germany to england and take a flight home to pennsylvania.
this was as exciting as the piano camp in siberia.