Everyone just leave me alone…

 

I am having one of those days again and I just want everyone to get the hell out of my house and leave me alone.  That would be heaven, so rude of me, but true.  I dream of the day my house stays clean all day, no one complains they are bored, no one complains their friends are rude, no one complains they don’t like what I cooked for dinner, no one throws crayons at me, no one pulls my hair, kicks me, scratches me, asks me to play basketball, or change the song on the Ipod.  Everyone in the family is busy, productive, independent, happy, self-sufficient, kind and polite. Yeah right.

Ok, back to reality.  

 

 

Tiara has been a nightmare for a week.  She had food poisoning last week and hasn’t been the same since. We also changed one of her meds and now when she wakes up every morning, she can barely open her eyes.  She looks super drugged and hung over, and as I am sure you can imagine, very unhappy(picture above is the proof).  So today by 8am, she had pushed me down, pulled my hair at least 10 times and pinned me in a chair while I attempted to eat my breakfast.  I am underneath her in this picture.  This is her newest thing.  She plops on my lap, and then starts pushing both the chair and me backwards while she pulls my hair and claws my neck.  She is so heavy that if I can’t get the right footing, I can’t get her off.  I sometimes have to slide myself off the chair with her on top of me.  Lovely.  Yesterday she did this while I was at the computer and the whole desk came away from the wall, and my computer was shaking and almost fell over.  Yes, I desperately need my computer and would have been beyond mad if it broke.

 

So lets recap, summer has been in session one week.  Both Tiara and I had food poisoning, Trinity was sick with the stomach flu, and our wheelchair is broken.  What an amazing first week of summer.  The wheelchair situation is really getting to me.  The front wheel is warped from excessive use and makes this horrendous sound every time you push it even an inch.  Almost as bad as finger nails on a chalkboard.  As a result, we haven’t been able to walk with any of our friends because I can’t walk and talk through the noise plus it makes me feel insane hearing the sound and I can’t subject my friends to the same torture.  Tiara insists we walk so I have been taking her to Seashore Street where it is pretty empty and I just walk up and down the street trying to ignore the sound, until she decides we are done.  According to UPS tracking her new chair should be her today.  Thank you God! ( Ohh, it just arrived, hurray)

 

In addition, I told my Mom today how excited I was that so many people were reading my blog from all over the world and her response was ” Wow, I can’t believe so many people have that much time to waste.!  Also, did you notice in the post from Father’s Day, you had a typo?  You know I was a proofreader and I spotted it right away”  Oh, great, thanks Mom, nothing like an few honest comments from your Mom to totally ruin your day.    The only reason my Mom saw the post from Father’s Day was because I printed it out for my Dad so he could see the picture and what I wrote about him.  I felt deflated and bummed for about 5 minutes as I processed her comments.  I wasn’t mad because she didn’t intend to be mean, she just doesn’t understand why anyone would bother to read what I write or any other blogger.  She doesn’t get the concept because she never uses a computer.  I was going to explain that blog posts are like articles and people read magazine and newspaper articles everyday, so really, there is no difference.  But I decided to leave it alone, my Mom has never received any awards for her listening skills so why bother.  She is going to think what she thinks.  That’s what happens as we age and I am sure I will be the same way, hopefully I will be a little more open minded, but you never know. Clearly I got my brutal honesty from my Mother, gotta love her for that.

 

So for many of you, tomorrow will be your kids last day of school and the first day of summer.  Hope your summer starts better than mine.

 

Have a wonderful weekend!!!