My kitchen is not big. In fact, it is so small that it is too small to be called small. It is not handy for more than one person to be working on any one thing at a time. But if I am emptying the dishwasher in the morning, that is the exact moment my husband has to have breakfast. The girls both think the time for a bedtime snack is right when I am in the middle of packing lunches. THEIR lunches!
Yet if I am in the kitchen fixing dinner, it somehow becomes a black hole. A place to be avoided at all costs. To be fair, tonight G (almost 14) did call from the living room and ask if I needed help tonight. But it does seem like she only calls and asks at that exact moment I have finished the dinner prep.
So what adjective do you think would describe my feelings about this? I look forward to your words. :)
defeated
ReplyDeleteHa! Good word, dad. Defeated...and resigned!
ReplyDeleteAt the risk of being labeled the crabbiest mom on the block, I would say, "ANNOYING." As in, "Honey, why do you insist on unloading the dishwasher at the exact time I have decided to toast a bagel?" Or, "Dear daughter, why are you dripping chocolate ice cream all over the counter I have just wiped clean?" This is, of course, met with completely innocent, puppy dog eyes . . .so what's a mom to do???
ReplyDeleteDiane