Monday, December 31, 2007

so so so angry right now

I am trying really really hard to not take the kid's behavior personally. But for fuck's sake. I asked for some very very simple things.

1) do one load of laundry (still not done after 6 days and had to be rewashed as it was left wet... it is currently wet again!!)

2) Stay out of my room! Just stay the fuck out. Let me have something that is just mine, my space, peaceful space or my mess but something left unspoiled. Could they fuck no. ( I came home to find a door I specifically closed open and cards I had taken away missing from my closet.)

3) pick up the discusting living room. Filled with his magic cards flung about, broken toothpickes and various bits of trash. (50% of which is still here)

4) Always!!! Always wear your bike helmet. (I have come home to find the helmet sitting on the couch.)

5) Tell me where your are going. ( He said he cleaned up and that he was going to Noah's. When I call Noah's house he isn't there.)

6) Be home before dark. ( It is now 4:58pm and he is no where in sight)

7) Put your things way. Go through the house and put anything you see away!! ( Now, let's take a tour of what I got when I arrived home. The Entryway - His binder, tennis balls + Racket, garbage, his old bike chain, a toy gun I had taken away months ago. The Kitchen - Nick's crap everywhere piles of trash on the floor, rotting food on the counter, and dried cereal and milk crust on the floor and cutting board, sugar all over the floor, hmm humm good. The Living room, trash snibbles everywhere, broken toothpicks and magic cards, unvacuumed carpet. The Bathroom - toilet full of rotting stinking piss, missing q=tip container. Now doesn't that sound so so fun.)

8) It is now 5:16 and almost dark and I am worried. I have no idea where he is, where to look or anything. All I know is that he left on his own (cause he took his bike) and that is wasn't at Noah's. Grrrr. Where is he? And wy does he think this is okay???

Now that I have written all this out I am not as angry but I am much much more sad. This sucks. And I had being alone freaking out.

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