Rage, cleaning and crying

Today, I was drowning.

Suffocating.

This is a typical occurrence in January with this family in this house.

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Monday morning nuttiness

We had a thing this morning.

Some parental stress that could have been, and should have been, alleviated.

Welcome to the nuthouse! Is this why you read here? To witness family drama in all its glory?

Well you’ve come to the right place. Plenty of drama and neurosis available free of charge, right here on WoW. πŸ˜›

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Rink-free evening

Last night, on a Saturday night no less, I was not at a rink.

😢😯😳

If you’re a long time reader here you may understand the significance of this. We’re raising rink rats here, and weekends are usually all about youth sports. And yes, they schedule games on Saturday nights. πŸ™‚

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Old Tuesday, New Wednesday – happy MMXX!

Yesterday was Tuesday. Usually, Tuesdays are double booked late into the night with kids at activities, but yesterday was quiet.

According to every social media platform, yesterday was the last day of the year and decade. And everyone was in a reflective, social mood.

To me, it felt like a regular day. πŸ˜‰

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The thing about the ice cream

Today, I went to a grocery story to load up for the next few days. It wasn’t until I was just about to pull out of the parking lot when I thought I’d better check my phone. I had this nagging feeling I was missing something.

Sure enough, there was a text from the girl child.

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As my world continues to turn

You know what I did this morning?

I slept in. 😲

And guess what: the world didn’t come to a screeching halt. 😯

Huh.

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My part’s done*

*I climbed the ladder to the attic, ignored the box of cables and other assorted junk we store up there, dug out the bin with the stand, brought it down the ladder, didn’t kill myself in the process by falling down the ladder while balancing the bin in my hand, and put it together. What more do they want?