But if I was writing it would be about the silly students leaving the front door wide open this morning. I discovered it half an hour later, lucky we don't live in crime filled area although very encouraging to criminals to leave doors open for them.
Or I'd write about everyone at school giving me the evils because I parked on the corner, and then got car in wrong gear and nearly ran over road crossing families. Nearly it was. Or about how when I went forward another group of children and parents got in my way. But I'd seen them of course, just did not like the looks in their eyes.
Jesus, sometimes just the littlest things are the hardest. Like closing doors, or getting my automatic, with only 2 gears in the right one.
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Or teenagers not unrolling their smelly socks themselves before putting them in the laundry basket...
You should thank your lucky stars that your teenager's smelly socks even go IN the laundry basket!
Rolled or unrolled.
It's my experience that they are generally left to gestate and mutate under the bed.....
We're so lucky in one way then...although I did find all the socks that Ol didn't like stuffed down the side of his bed. Twice and he is only 6 so a sure sign of things to come...
Word verification today is "hedlyzz" - Lizzie's headlice?
Can't complain really; he cleans the bath after himself, doesn't leave wet towels on the floor, doesn't slam doors or yell at me ... he did once ask me whether he was normal...
When we moved out of our last house I found several dummies wedged down the side of the bed - but he was only 3 then!
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