The cicadas are singing in the evening and that can only mean one thing. From somewhere deep in my psyche it signals to my brain that school is about to start. Whereas at the age of 11 or 12 this inspired a creeping sense of dread, at 38, it is music to my tired ears.
My ears can only take so much more of the whining.
How does everyone do this? How is it that I go to other people's houses and there are no crayons stuffed into the couch and dirty socks on the front steps. No naked Barbies lying about like tiny prostitutes on display for visiting sailors. No dirty laundry clumped in corners waiting for someone to harvest it. No clean laundry lying about in baskets praying for a home.
How do they manage to get it all cleaned up and still not have to listen to the whining? Or conversely manage fun and educational activities for three different age groups simultaneously without anyone being unsupervised outside where there are child molesters and werewolves and the Ice Cream Man and that weird guy with the beard that lives up the street?
The days that I am the official cruise director and everyone gets out of the house!!!? Everyone gets recommended exercise! Fresh air! FUN! Those days? Well let's just say my house looks worse for wear on those days.
Today I couldn't put it off any longer. The kitchen was no longer suitable for anything intended for human consumption. If I didn't do some laundry we'd all be naked soon and NOBODY wants to see that.
But my God. The horror! The whining!
And my children tell me if I don't stop whining they won't let me go with them to Kennywood.
Like a waterfall in slow motion, Part One
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She wants her planet back. Woolfy – “Shooting Stars” Funny how his voice in
this song made me think he was singing ratchet instead of rapture. I heard
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1 year ago
8 comments:
hahaha! well, i think the houses you are thinking of without all those things are either fictional or run by housekeepers, not mothers. maybe you should keep whining and stay home from kennywood and sleep!
Love it. Well said, er, written.
It sounds like you need a break. I vote to keep whining too!
This is the first year I think I'm not looking forward to Zac going back to school. For two reasons, he always helps out in a pinch if I need a break from Cassidy AND he's starting HIGH SCHOOL! WAAAAA my baby!!
Also, between friends, baseball, video games, computer, he's been pretty content this summer, so the whining has been limited!
THANKS MB... that just means now people like ME get to put up with those same whining kiddos until JUNE!!! AHHHH!! I don't wanna go back to school! I don't wanna!
MWAHAHAHA! Better you than me Ang! :-)
I only have one child and I have laundry waiting for a home and sitting in the corners. I think the only place I really keep clean is that tiny spot at the end of the kitchen bench, where I put my keys!!
Hats of to you MB!!
I love your blog! You are so NORMAL! lol Hang in there!
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