Last weekend was rather long and by Sunday night I was really whacked out. Tabitha and Trinity were supposed to be making dinner, their one official chore each week and it wasn’t getting done. Tabitha was asleep on the couch at 5:00p.m. after a long Saturday night out and Trinity was playing with her Itouch. I finally woke up Tabitha and yelled at them both to get working. I went to the market while Tabitha watched Tiara because I just needed a break from them.
When I came back she had started the prep work but Trinity was already in the kitchen complaining about how messy Tabitha was cooking. Tabitha cooks and Trinity cleans and what was supposed to be a break for me on Sunday’s has turned into a bickering match every week. Tabitha and Trinity never stop fighting the whole time. I then start screaming, Trinity refuses to eat the dinner, Tabitha gets offended, Tiara laughs at everyone and Lou usually has to step in and force Trinity to clean because she usually stomps off to her room to avoid her job. Lou has been working a zillion hours lately and promised to be home early but didn’t make it home until 6:30pm. By the time he walked in I was about to murder everyone and just wanted to get away from them all.
I took the tablecloth off the table and went to shake it in the front yard because it was filled with so much food I couldn’t stick it straight into the washing machine. As I was shaking it out, I felt compelled to start dancing on the front lawn with the tablecloth behind me like a super hero. I then decided to start twirling it like a high school flag girl on the field. Just so you get the whole visual, it is dark out, I am wearing my standard tank top and black leggings, no shoes and it is freezing. I am actually sober during this scenario even though you are probably imaging I must have been drunk. Wish I was drunk.
The girls and Lou see me through the window and start making faces and laughing. They then open the windows and start chanting, “This is what crazy looks like!” Tabitha made up a song about me losing my mind and before I know it the whole group is on the lawn with me laughing and teasing me that I have lost my mind. Yes, maybe so, but dancing around made me feel so much better.
I then decided I was tired, so I put the tablecloth down on the grass and laid down. They all started laughing even more and when they realized I wasn’t getting up and the show was over, they went in the house and left me alone. I laid there for a few minutes and starred up at the stars until I was cold and no longer annoyed with everyone in my family. I didn’t plan my moment of insanity but I have to say it really worked on cheering myself up.
This week has continued to be tough and today I lost it again. I woke up and of course the house was a a disaster and I had not one inkling of desire to clean it on any level. The laundry was folded on the coffee table and before I could move each pile to it’s respective room, Tiara started digging through looking for a new shirt. Everything was getting thrown to the floor and Lou started freaking out. “Tiffani where does this laundry go?”
me: “You don’t know? In everyone’s rooms.”
lou: ” How should I know which pile belongs to whom, it’s not MY JOB!”
me: ” FU*K YOU, LOVE”
My horrible comment didn’t even phase him, it was, as if, he didn’t even hear it. He continued to carry all the laundry to each room and I start crying. Really is this my life? Cleaning up laundry, crap, filth, dishes and countless other items for an almost 20 year old, 14 year old and a 10 year old? I should be on easy street at this point in my life but I’m not. Lou took Trinity to school and came back home because it was his one day off this week and started cleaning.
me: “DON’T clean up, it is my job, I will do it!”
lou: ” I’m sorry honey, I didn’t mean it. You know I love you more than anything.”
me: “That’s great Lou, but I hate this stupid job! I was born with a brain for some reason and when I spend my day cleaning it feels like there is no point in having a brain.”
lou: “Honey we all know you have brain. I’m sorry, let me help.”
We finally agreed I would clean and he would walk the dog because I had to deal with trying to get Tabitha out of the house for work because she was feeling sick. After she woke up she came and sat down on the couch and was talking to me when out of the blue Tiara grabbed my cell phone and threw it across the room. It hit Tabitha smack in the middle of the forehead and then bounced off her face and flew across the room. I have never seen anything like it. I wasn’t sure if it was an accident or intentional but he aim was unbelievably perfect.
Tabitha started crying, Tiara got sent to her room and Tabitha complained her head was pounding and she might have a concussion. Really? She finally left for work and I went to Old Navy, Costco, and the Post Office to mail my cards all by myself because Lou was watching Tiara. Huge break for me.
On my way home from Costco I stopped by the groomers to pick up Bailey. Scotty, our groomer, proceeded to tell me he found a golf ball size tumor on Bailey’s neck. What? He then said he felt one on the other side. I saw the huge tumor sticking out of his neck now that he was all shaved down but realized it may be swollen lymph nodes because the other side of his neck had a bump too, just not as big. Either way I called the vet and made an appointment in 1 hour.
Just praying it is an infection not something horrible because Tabitha loves that crazy dog more than anything.
Hoping my weekend gets better than my week! Have a great weekend!
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