Chaos in concert

Holiday afternoon, the weekend is winding down been sleeping most of the weekend and now the people begin to show up. It is like that around our house, our friends come and go frequently. Normally it is all good but recently I have noticed a tolerance deficiency in myself.

Let me explain, here is the scenario, 2 small boys ages 7 and 12 one roommate age 45 one roommate age 53 one wife and me. Add two friends then add in an extremely drunk neighbor and friend of 40 years plus her husband. There is how it starts soon another good friend shows up and just after that the father of the two boys shows up too.

I am sitting at my desk and can tell that the barbque is just about ready and if I don't get it the wife will. Out to the kitchen to cut up the ribs, all the while the drunk neighbor is rattling off some thing I can not understand, nor do I want to. Her husband is standing quietly alone on the patio he is always quiet and intoxicated. Another friend is questioning everyone on why is there a memorial day and a veterans days. He asks everyone at least 4 times why this is so, he is also very loud about it.

The drunk rambles on.
The coals are too hot, the ribs are cut, the potatoe salad is on the table and the corn is done.
The table is set with paper plates and platic ware there is a fire going in pot belly stove out side. Kids are running around roommates are busy, wife is running around playing with the kids.
Friend has expectations of playing music. Others want drinks kids want koolaid, one of the kids has his hands inside the aquairium and is playing with the fish.

I can not find a plate large enough for the ribs, need two, can't find the wife, the drunk rambles on.
I am thinking about my nice quiet office.
Ribs on the barbque then onto the table everyone is quiet, except the drunk, for the meal moment. The drunk, love her, makes so much noise while eating it drives me from the table.

The homeless pair eat and leave the roommates eat and go hide, the drunk and the hubby eat and go home the boys thier dad and my wife sit in front of the TV. I leave.

When I get back the place is quiet and the holiday is over. I am sure thankful for holidays and paydays.