Here is a photo from last Summer when Coadster and I kicked around in Mount Vermin.Kids, I had kind of a bad day today. Most of it was sleep deprivation. I was up on and off all Thursday night because of the thunderstorms. Lack of sleep seems to make me a little more fragile than normal and really lowers my tolerance for bullshit. Which can be bad on a Friday, especially when I get calls like this:
Me: How may I direct your call?
Girl: Um, I don't think I ever like, got my password, and now they say I need it to apply for housing. Can someone get that for me or whatever?
Me: Sure. I'll need to ask some identifying questions to make sure you are the student...
Girl: Wait. What? (speaking to someone else) Yeah, I need a number four with curly fries and a diet Pepsi. Huh? Yeah, curly fries... I said, curly fries...What?
Me: Ma'am? This whole process takes a few minutes, so maybe you can call us back when you're not already busy ordering food.
The rest of the day was pretty tedious. By the time I walked home, I was more than a little cranky and sad. I kept thinking how great it would be to have someone I could come home and whine about my day to. Since I'm all about reciprocity, I would be happy to listen to that person whine as well. I prefer not to use my girls for that purpose. I figure they have their whole adult lives to become jaded and bitter.
When I walked into the house, I was completely overwhelmed. My daughters had washed all the dishes, vacuumed, laundered, sorted and folded all of our clothes, and cleaned the hell out of their rooms - including their closets and going through their drawers to get rid of all of their old clothes. It was the nicest thing anyone could have done for me this afternoon. The only downside, was that the remaining messiness was all mine. I hate those "do as I say, not as I do" situations.
Later in the evening, I was eating pizza and watching a movie. The thunder was so loud outside, that I felt like I was in a movie theater and Die Hard was playing in the next room over. I was far away from work and my house was so cozy and clean, that I couldn't remember what I would have whined about to that imaginary someone, if they had been around.
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You have idiotic callers and I have the airlines to complain about. When I started to read that your girls did their chores, my first thought was, "Uh-oh, what do they want?"
For years I had someone to complain to when I came home....I found myself getting to work and complaining about them. Just a thought.
what in the world got into your girls? that was the sweetest ever!
That was so sweet of them to do that.. they must've known you were in a bad mood.. But it is nice out now I hope and you can get some sun and a drink a beer.... or three..
I think I'd fall over dead if I came home and the boys had done something like that. Heck, I think I'd faint if they even did everything on their daily chore list (which ain't much.)
Congratulations! They'll probably not live in squalor without knowing it!!!
Churlita,
Kudos to those girls of yours. They're a couple of smart cookies.
Spicy hot wings and a diet pepsi if you please.... say what? No I don't want lip or whine with that. ;-)
I think I have a split personality because when I don't get enough sleep I am truly, truly bitchy.
Some might argue that is my normal personality. They would be incorrect. I would convince them of this by jabbing a screwdriver in their eyes.
My wish for you is that you find the one person to share both your good and bad days.
AlienCG,
Originally, they wanted their allowance, but then they started to get into it and went above and beyond what they needed to do to get money.
Evil-E,
Yeah, but I'm hopeful that one day I'll be in a relationship that won't turn sour on me. I'm a sucker, I know.
Margaret,
I wish I knew, so I could feed it to them again.
Babybull40,
I did drink two beers on Saturday. Ahhh.
Rel,
Hot wings and beer sound good...I don't need to whine right now, so you're in luck.
Liz,
Consider me totally convinced.
Fringes,
Weird. We have the same wish.
Awww, aren't they great kids? Wow.
And that's a fabulous photo by the way.
That's so cool and, in my opinion, the best love, up and down and all around. I'd rather have that kind of love than the kind that talks about it and whips a credit card on the counter.
Mr Atrocity,
Thank for both things.
Booda Baby,
You are so right. It feels great that the girls put that much work into something for me. (and for themselves too - they definitely got their allowance this week)
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