Over/Under
So when Bev and the girls moved out, I said to my mother "So how long do you think it'll last?"
She said two weeks. I said a month. We were both wrong: it was three weeks.
So now it's back to non-stop children's programming and trying my damnedest not to strangle anyone for being small children. Or for having produced them and then pretty much abdicated all responsibility.
If I had my own car, I'd consider saving through the rest of the winter and then drving down to Seattle in the spring, but my aunt doesn't really have ROOM for me. I suppose I could build a little lean-to in the back yard, or something.
She said two weeks. I said a month. We were both wrong: it was three weeks.
So now it's back to non-stop children's programming and trying my damnedest not to strangle anyone for being small children. Or for having produced them and then pretty much abdicated all responsibility.
If I had my own car, I'd consider saving through the rest of the winter and then drving down to Seattle in the spring, but my aunt doesn't really have ROOM for me. I suppose I could build a little lean-to in the back yard, or something.