Taking a shower: A drama
Mr. Inc is currently half-way through his "work" trip in Hawaii. Work gets quotations because he's in Hawaii. It may officially be called work, but any work that takes place in Hawaii is like playing house or store. You call it work, but really it's just a fun, light, activity that you have to do until you're free to go to the beach. Unless you actually live there. THEN you can call it real work.
So I thought this would be the perfect week to have my sister visit with us, rearrange some furniture, tweak my school plans, catch up on a few projects that I've had sitting around, and add one more project because I just didn't have enough planned for the week. Honestly, I need an intervention when it comes to setting goals. I'm terrible at it! You already know where this is going. My sister is super easy to have, but an extra person changes the relational dynamics between the kids. In other words, BBE wasn't getting so much attention anymore, and he didn't like it. I'm halfway through rearranging furniture, no tweaking happened, no projects were touched, and I've been driving around with wood pallets in the back of my van since Tuesday because I just had to add another !@*% pinterest project to my to-do list!
It was a long week, but here's a little snapshot to show you how things went pretty much the entire time.
Setting: Mr. Logical, BBE, and Miss Firecracker were on the couch quietly watching TV. I put Mr. L in charge of BBE while I went to take a quick shower. I locked the door behind me to discourage little intruders (they can unlock the door themselves easily, but it at least slows them down).
BBE: "aaaaaaaaaaaagggggggghhhhhhhhhh!"
Me: "Was that a happy squeal or an angry scream?"
**Bedroom door opens, bathroom door handle is jiggled** Upon discovering the locked door...
Mr. Logical: "blah blah blah Miss Firecracker blah blah blah blah"
Me: "What!?"
Mr. Logical: "BLAH BLAH BLAH MISS FIRECRACKER BLAH BLAH BLAH!"
Me: *sigh* "I can't understand you. You'll have to come in."
**door unlocks, Mr. Logical comes in**
Mr Logical: "Miss F stopped the show in netflix before it was finished and started a new show. Does that mean I get to watch two shows when it's my turn?"
Me: **face palm** "Um...Is that something that really needs to be decided right now?"
Mr Logical: "Oh..uh...no."
Me: "Okay then. Go away. Watch your brother."
About 1 1/2 minutes later...
BBE: "AGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
**Door opens again**
Miss Firecracker: "BBE wants to watch Thomas the Train. Can I get on the computer?"
Me: "Really? I'm in the shower. Can this wait 5 more minutes???"
Miss Firecracker: "But Mr. L got on the computer yesterday and I want a turn and nobody gives me a turn and why can't I get on?!?!?!?"
Me: "Please get out and let me take a shower!"
Miss F: "Fine!"
**Door closes**
I finish my shower, turn off the water, then...."Did I wash my hair? Shoot, I can't remember."
And that's basically how my week went. BBE screamed at random times, Miss Firecracker used every opportunity to point out how unfair her little life is, Mr. Logical was there to ask things at the most inappropriate times, and I couldn't keep my thoughts straight to get anything done. At least my sister and the kids had fun. I almost lost my mind a few times, but the kids had fun.
Finally, forgive me if this is a little scattered. If you actually read any of this, you'll understand why.
So I thought this would be the perfect week to have my sister visit with us, rearrange some furniture, tweak my school plans, catch up on a few projects that I've had sitting around, and add one more project because I just didn't have enough planned for the week. Honestly, I need an intervention when it comes to setting goals. I'm terrible at it! You already know where this is going. My sister is super easy to have, but an extra person changes the relational dynamics between the kids. In other words, BBE wasn't getting so much attention anymore, and he didn't like it. I'm halfway through rearranging furniture, no tweaking happened, no projects were touched, and I've been driving around with wood pallets in the back of my van since Tuesday because I just had to add another !@*% pinterest project to my to-do list!
It was a long week, but here's a little snapshot to show you how things went pretty much the entire time.
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Setting: Mr. Logical, BBE, and Miss Firecracker were on the couch quietly watching TV. I put Mr. L in charge of BBE while I went to take a quick shower. I locked the door behind me to discourage little intruders (they can unlock the door themselves easily, but it at least slows them down).
BBE: "aaaaaaaaaaaagggggggghhhhhhhhhh!"
Me: "Was that a happy squeal or an angry scream?"
**Bedroom door opens, bathroom door handle is jiggled** Upon discovering the locked door...
Mr. Logical: "blah blah blah Miss Firecracker blah blah blah blah"
Me: "What!?"
Mr. Logical: "BLAH BLAH BLAH MISS FIRECRACKER BLAH BLAH BLAH!"
Me: *sigh* "I can't understand you. You'll have to come in."
**door unlocks, Mr. Logical comes in**
Mr Logical: "Miss F stopped the show in netflix before it was finished and started a new show. Does that mean I get to watch two shows when it's my turn?"
Me: **face palm** "Um...Is that something that really needs to be decided right now?"
Mr Logical: "Oh..uh...no."
Me: "Okay then. Go away. Watch your brother."
About 1 1/2 minutes later...
BBE: "AGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
**Door opens again**
Miss Firecracker: "BBE wants to watch Thomas the Train. Can I get on the computer?"
Me: "Really? I'm in the shower. Can this wait 5 more minutes???"
Miss Firecracker: "But Mr. L got on the computer yesterday and I want a turn and nobody gives me a turn and why can't I get on?!?!?!?"
Me: "Please get out and let me take a shower!"
Miss F: "Fine!"
**Door closes**
I finish my shower, turn off the water, then...."Did I wash my hair? Shoot, I can't remember."
And that's basically how my week went. BBE screamed at random times, Miss Firecracker used every opportunity to point out how unfair her little life is, Mr. Logical was there to ask things at the most inappropriate times, and I couldn't keep my thoughts straight to get anything done. At least my sister and the kids had fun. I almost lost my mind a few times, but the kids had fun.
Finally, forgive me if this is a little scattered. If you actually read any of this, you'll understand why.
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