Friday, October 10, 2008

Still Weary

Sometimes when I’m wallowing in my self pity and angst, I see the world though a very heavy fog. Nothing registers as I move though my days in a haze. Other times, I manage to step outside myself. My awareness is heightened. I become sensitive to the moods of others.

Last night Precious Youngest was stressed. I fixed her a late dinner when she came home from work. We visited about her day and considered her wardrobe options for this weekend’s debate tournament. I went to bed with thoughts of being as helpful to her in the morning as I could.

This morning I gave myself quite a paper cut on the cardboard flap of a box top when I was setting out her breakfast. Then I burned myself ironing a blouse for her to wear to the aforementioned debate tournament. I kissed her on her way out the door and wished her good luck at the tournament.

After she left for school and I was dressing for work and realized the sweater I planned to wear was missing. (Those of you who live with teen aged girls will understand the pain of living with thieving whores busy borrowers.) So I trotted upstairs to Precious Youngest’s room to try to locate the sweater.

BIG MISTAKE.

Seriously people. Maybe she’s stressed because she lives in a PIG STY. I’m just sayin’.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Darlin. Not only daughters.

Jenn @ Juggling Life said...

The battles my mother and I fought over "borrowed" clothes were legendary.

Suburban Correspondent said...

Oooh, it's like watching a horror movie: "No! Don't open the door! Aieee!"

Shelley said...

I don't have the problem with them stealing my clothes, as they are both much smaller than I am. But between the two of them? Oy. All the "that's mine!" and "stop wearing my ______!", it never ends. And the accusations of "She wore my _______, and now I can't find it!", only to find it later balled up under the bed of the accuser. Snort.

Debie Napoleon said...

Really. you should see my son's room. It's scary.

Anonymous said...

I can relate...and she is only SIX! Hope you come out of your funk soon!