Right now, I’m suffocating.
I can only assume that my kids have End of Summer Fever or something. They are literately pushing me to the edge. I feel like we are resorting back to toddler behavior. Sure they are six and three so we aren’t far off the mark but there has been some definite regression.
I had a client last night and by the time I got home I was mildly annoyed the kids were still awake at 10PM. Their bedtime is 8:30PM and summer has set in and we give a little room for later bedtimes, like 9 or even 9:30PM. Ten at night is just mildly ridiculous so after the second bathroom trip I made it crystal clear that It. Was. Bed. Time. and to not get out of bed again. Hubby has been working long days so his deep sleep was no surprise.
As previously mentioned, I have a night owl habit. Meaning, I go to bed at least two hours after the last person is awake. It’s my chance to unwind. Well around 12:30AM I hear giggling. Nothing could’ve prepared me for what I found upon further investigation.
In a nutshell, they were having a fucking party.
Toys everywhere. Clothes strewn about. My makeup heavily broken into. Their faces were made up as mocha and deep purple clown faces. Mascara included. I can only imagine the horror on my face as I was taking it all in – and lets not forget my son’s reverse mohawk. Shaved to the skin right down the middle of his head.
It took everything in me to not blow a gasket.
Follow that up with today: Constant bickering (no doubt from staying up till ungodly hours). Repeatedly mentioning NOT leaving the gate open – which, of course, happens anyway and BOTH our dogs decide to run away. Then we go out searching for them to almost run out of gas because the last driver decided not to put any fuel in the tank. Every turn has had an issue. It’s one of those days where you find out there’s no milk after you’ve poured your cereal and no toilet paper after you’ve already sat down.
I’m not really sure once a week yoga is going to cut it. I would start drinking if I could get around that whole “responsibility” thing.
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