I have no idea how crazy I drove my mom during summer vacation. I would like to believe I didn't. I grew up on a cul-de-sac with 15 kids. At least I had shit to do sometimes. Plus, being an only child, I grew up liking to read and do activities by myself sometimes.
It doesn't work this way here.
Currently, I have Jesse, the mad scientist, in the kitchen working on his 3rd science experiment he found on the internet that he may or may not complete just like the 2 before it. I did, however, just flip out on him for leaving sugar all over the kitchen literally from last night when he began making rock candy - no shit.
I also have 4 baby catfish in a Dr. Pepper 2 liter bottle in my kitchen window eating shredded cheese.
All this is going on while Janee plays beauty salon with Brody. I should be concerned yes, but Brody is such a man he just makes fun of Janee for playing beauty salon with him.
Meanwhile, I have no cushions on my couch and Harlee is in the corner hiding near an unzipped cushion pulling out the stuffing.
Time for school I think!
Hence my new definition of work -
Work = a justified reason to put on noise cancelling headphones and ignore all my children.
1 comment:
Hang in there, there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Oh wait, in your case, it probably IS a train. Ship 'em all to MO for a week ...I wish.
Love you, L
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