Grumbly
There are just too many people in my house ALL THE TIME. My oldest never found a summer job, so when her boyfriend doesn't have time for her (he has a summer job), she just hangs around "resting up" from the rigors of college before starting the rigors of graduate school. The younger one has a summer job, but as it is at a "Wild West" re-enactment park and the weather has been lousy, she has been home more than expected, too. (The NYRF may be open rain or shine, but Wild West City can't afford 7 days a week, Memorial Day through Labor Day rain or shine.) It doesn't help that my work schedule has slowed to a near stop, either.
My girls are good company-when I want company. But enough is enough. Especially since my reaction is to snap at them and bite off my husbands head when he gets home from work. (lack of sleep, another problem-I begin to think that those "frigid" nobles with the separate bedrooms for each member of a couple had the right idea-especially if the walls were soundproofed.)
Oh, and while I am bitching-a local doe and her two fawns seem to think that my yard is their salad bar. She isn't even afraid of me, when I chased her out of the yard yesterday, she cleared flipped me off with her tail. We never had this problem when the dog was still alive.
Grumble Grumble
My girls are good company-when I want company. But enough is enough. Especially since my reaction is to snap at them and bite off my husbands head when he gets home from work. (lack of sleep, another problem-I begin to think that those "frigid" nobles with the separate bedrooms for each member of a couple had the right idea-especially if the walls were soundproofed.)
Oh, and while I am bitching-a local doe and her two fawns seem to think that my yard is their salad bar. She isn't even afraid of me, when I chased her out of the yard yesterday, she cleared flipped me off with her tail. We never had this problem when the dog was still alive.
Grumble Grumble