OK. Apparently, I’m *finally* ready to start sharing random thoughts and stories that will require more than
My STRONG perfectionist tendencies would rather wait until I have a more cutesy website established, but if I give in to those tendencies and wait, I will simply continue to fill my own hard drive with my written drivel, eventually just losing track of stuff. I often wonder if ANYONE out there is as unorganized with this stuff as I am.
Well, c’est la vie; here’s a story for tonight!
The players, Eric, 16, Alex, 9, Valerie, 19……also to be acknowledged, but not seen here, Madelyn, 11, Acacia, 13, and Janet, 8.
This morning, I managaed to get up just after 6am, punched in at WalMart at 7am. Don’t know if it was the warm temperatures today or what, but you would have thought it was a SATURDAY for the madness and the lines……LOTS of folks came to see us. Per usual, I did my best to fly as fast as I could ALL day long at the first grocery register, #5.
Three o’clock rolls around, punch out, time to go home? NO, time to figure out what to feed the children for early Wednesday evening dinner, then go BUY what is necessary for that dinner. Grab a cart and head back in. Shop, self-check, pay, head to the car….it’s raining; it’s a long way to that car. Lovely.
When I get home, Alex helps me bring in bags. Thank you, Alex!
Having a fairly nice dinner planned, I approach the kitchen to find this:
Now it’s not a HUGE pile of dishes, but enough. All the decent frying pans are dirty, for instance. Who had dishes last night? I check the chore chart…….Eric. Even though I’d really rather be NAPPING right now, I really need to get this dinner underway NOW–it has to bake for 30 minutes or so and really needs to be done by 5-5:15 in order for this Wednesday evening to go smoothly. I need Eric out here to clear this WHILE I start dinner.
I walk to the living room where Eric is playing Wii with the girls surrounding. I mention to him that he had dish duty last night and that they didn’t get DONE last night….I need them done now so that I can get dinner going.
He kept playing.
I explained that I was serious, that I really needed him to do the dishes so that I could make dinner.
“Maybe after I get a 2 hour nap.”
“Aren’t you LEAVING in 2 hours?” was Alex’s reaction, picturing him leaving for Wednesday night church.
“Eric, they need to get done now. Really.”
I walked away. Eventually, Eric walked up to his room and stayed there long enough for me to believe he was not going to heed my request. I decided not to make dinner and stopped by the Verizon website to restrict his phone for the evening. If these kids don’t want to do their chores, I don’t want to cook, either. There’s plenty of peanut butter and jelly available for everyone. By the time I left to pick up Jay, Eric and Alex were making some version of “dinner.”
Now tonight Eric approaches me utterly shocked that his phone is restricted. I tell him that one day he’ll figure out how to live at peace with me.
“How can I? NO ONE ELSE has a mom like you! Restricting their phone 24/7!”
“That’s really too bad, isn’t it?”
Now, he says he’s SURE not doing those dishes. He didn’t, either. Valerie ended up doing them.
Now what? Really. Where DID I put my Creative Mommy Thinking Cap? Will have to sleep on this one.
Mind games with a teenage boy. Fun times.
What would YOU do?
Before you say GROUND him, understand that he WOULD leave anyway, or simply not come home from school. I try to come up with “corrections” that are not easily defied, leaving me looking powerless.
He will be all grown up one day……I’m “fairly” confident.