…but when do I get to take a break?
I explained to my girls Thursday night, that once they are out of school (which they now are), there is not any reason in the world that I should have to get up and:
1) empty the dishwasher
2) fill the dishwasher
3) pick up their stuff they leave all over the house
4) cook them dinner
5) tell them to do any of the above, after I get up.
Which is exactly what I had to do Friday when I got up. Now I do not expect them to cook dinner every single night. But they are 16, 13, and 9. They are more than capable of making spaghetti, grilled cheese, cheeseburgers, etc. I do not eat dinner with them. I should say while they are eating dinner, I am eating a bowl of cereal with a banana. So I really do not have a whole lot of motivation to cook dinner for 3 girls when at least one of them is going to say they don’t like/want it, and I am not even going to eat it anyway.
So, here is hoping for a smoother start next week as we move into the noisy summer months where everyone in the neighborhood feels the need to gather outside, under my bedroom windows, and be loud so I cannot get enough sleep to work 3rd shift without feeling exhausted.
Try the park down the road kids. Or the neighbors.
No, not that neighbor. She works 3rd shift too.
The other neighbor.