It's going to be a great day. I can tell already. A great brand-new day. With no rules that applied yesterday. With no rules that even applied last night, less than 12 hours ago. I may have an aneurysm.
I'm sitting here drinking my coffee and reading the paper. Minding my own business on a quiet, beautiful Saturday morning. Son #2 comes down the stairs. "Morning" I cheerily say. "mfblemsmr" he says back, not quite as cheerily. I keep reading.
Soon I'm engrossed in the Sudoku puzzle. I've almost got it nailed when one small portion of the back of my brain says, "What was that click?" The rest of my brain ignores this part and keeps working on the puzzle. The back portion screams a little bit louder, "Hey! That sound is pretty familiar and may indicate that all h--- is going to break loose if you don't pay attention!"
So the rest of the brain sluggishly kicks in and makes me look up from the puzzle. I listen. Yep, there's that clicking sound. The part of my brain that's feeling the coffee says, "Ummm, isn't that sound awfully similar to the click that the controls make on the washer?" NOW I'm fully attentive!
Me: "SON #2!!!!!"
#2: "Yeah?"
Me: What are you doing?!", as I head into the laundry room.
#2: Looking at me like I'm a moron, "Um, my laundry." I'm sure he would've added "duh" if he thought he'd lived afterward.
And yes, the washer is fully loaded, the detergent has been added and he's pushing the buttons.
Me: "I told you last night that you couldn't do your laundry!"
#2: "Well, I thought you meant I just couldn't do it last night."
Me: (add a bit of stress and exasperation here) "I told ALL of you not to do any laundry because the machine is broken!"
#2: "Oh." pause "Oh yeah, right."
I'm screaming inside my head now. Loudly. No wonder I have a headache.
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