School’s about to break.
Today.
3 p.m.
Once again, I greet a school vacation with apprehension.
Mixed with dread.
The kids will be home.
The husband will be home.
I will be home.
We’ll be all together.
Under one roof.
2 weeks.
With cold and snow.
The boredom whining will start.
I don’t know whose will be louder, mine or theirs.
They are older now,
they *should* be able to entertain themselves.
Between video games and television, technically they should be stupified zombies.
The fighting will escalate.
I don’t care who said what, shut up the whole lot of you and go to your rooms.
I’ll be in the garage screaming.
Don’t bother looking for me.
Or calling for me.
Or crying for me.
Complain to your father.
For once.
Where is he?
Oh, he’s hiding in the basement.
In his man cave.
What?
Did I give away his little secret?
You want a friend to come over?
Why don’t you go to their house?
Oh, because their mom wants a break.
Of course she does.
Harumph…
Wine?
Check.
Working corkscrew?
Check.
Clean or semi-clean wine glass. Or paper cup?
Check.
Explain what the excitement is to me.
No, wait. I’ll explain it to you.
Excitement is…
The night before the day school starts again.
Yes, I adore my kids.
I love them with all my heart.
Really.
Honestly.
Truly.
I love no schedules.
I love sleeping in.
I love not being in a hurry.
I don’t love that it means school vacation.
That the kids are home.
Bored.
Whiny.
Fighting.
Demanding.
What?
You don’t mind it?
Great, I’ll send mine right over.
Then it’ll really be a two week vacation.
Or a break.
This?
Isn’t.
Well, not for parents anyway.
What’s your secret to keeping them busy without dropping $100 every single time you leave the house?
Oh and, what’s the secret to sanity without having to go to a dry out clinic after January 3rd?
I am glad that my husband has most of their Christmas break off. Otherwise, it’s all me and I hate them all by them time they go back to school.
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Gah! I’m scared, and tired, and too poor after the holidays to even know what we’re going to do for 3 weeks. It better snow so I can kick them out into it.
Ugh don’t remind me…the 2 hrs my son is in school is my ONLY break! I’m in for it!
I feel the same way. It’s even worse now that my husband works at home. Not only do I have to keep the kids on two of the 3 floors, but I have to keep them quiet AND the TV is in the basement “office.” It’s kind of miserable.
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Aside from a few “special” days set aside for fun activities, it’s mostly a whine and boredom fest around here, too. I’ll be hiding in the garage — or at the gym, too.
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A-freakin’-MEN! My darling spouse is hunting this morning so I can’t even send them off to him. My daughter did get up demanding something, and I told her to call her dad. She’s only 4, but I wrote down the number and she called. (LOVE THAT KID!) Apparently, he thinks this is HIS damn vacation.
This will be my first time to stay home with mine for the break. Now I’m even more scared.
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