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I’m feeling cranky with Scott. He’s been doing the things I ask him to, but only in a half-hearted fashion. For example, he made Cordelia’s frozen waffles this morning but left the remainder on the counter so that we have to eat them today or throw them out. He put Cordelia’s laundry in the wash but didn’t dry it until I asked him, around 10 p.m. if he had. When he took out the trash on Tuesday, he didn’t include anything but what was in the kitchen bag already, so the bathroom, living room, and bedroom bins are overflowing.
We have two hours before we need to pick Cordelia up for her appointment. It’s not great timing because lunch ends at 1:00, and she’ll be who knows where until class officially starts. I pointed out that she knows she needs to go to the office to meet her father then, but she looked at me like I had no idea how the world works. I guess expecting a thirteen year old to remember the appointment she’s been thinking about all week is unreasonable.
I know I’m more cranky because of the pain, but I’m still frustrated with my family right now.
I need to go online and order pizza for Scott to pick up at about 4 p.m. Cordelia’s best friend and her younger brother will be here in between school and Expo, and he has to be back at school at 5 p.m., so we need food before then. I would like to do something other than pizza, but there’s no guarantee that they’d actually eat anything else, and we really don’t know when we’ll be home to try to cook. The other kids’ mother is sending money to pay for pizza, too, and I wouldn’t like to repurpose that for something else without talking to her.
Cordelia will be hosting the weekly movie watching gathering this week. That means we’ll be ordering pizza tomorrow, too. I really wish that thirteen year olds were more reliably willing to experiment with food. I’m not sure there’s anything we could come up with that would be cheaper, but something not pizza would be really nice.
Maybe Scott and I can come up with something not pizza for us either tonight or tomorrow. For tomorrow, it would pretty much have to be either something we prepared during the early afternoon or something we bought that required no preparation. We spend those movie nights in our bedroom with the door shut (and complaints that we’re too noisy when we’re listening to music or podcasts which make me laugh).
Cordelia has expressed interest in going to camp with Skyline’s choir this summer. I think it would be great if she did, but I need to get more information about it. I’m just feeling kind of overwhelmed (it’s bad when I looked at a Murder She Wrote DVD and think that I’m not mentally up to watching that). I guess I add that to the pile of a million things that I have to do but not just yet.
We have two hours before we need to pick Cordelia up for her appointment. It’s not great timing because lunch ends at 1:00, and she’ll be who knows where until class officially starts. I pointed out that she knows she needs to go to the office to meet her father then, but she looked at me like I had no idea how the world works. I guess expecting a thirteen year old to remember the appointment she’s been thinking about all week is unreasonable.
I know I’m more cranky because of the pain, but I’m still frustrated with my family right now.
I need to go online and order pizza for Scott to pick up at about 4 p.m. Cordelia’s best friend and her younger brother will be here in between school and Expo, and he has to be back at school at 5 p.m., so we need food before then. I would like to do something other than pizza, but there’s no guarantee that they’d actually eat anything else, and we really don’t know when we’ll be home to try to cook. The other kids’ mother is sending money to pay for pizza, too, and I wouldn’t like to repurpose that for something else without talking to her.
Cordelia will be hosting the weekly movie watching gathering this week. That means we’ll be ordering pizza tomorrow, too. I really wish that thirteen year olds were more reliably willing to experiment with food. I’m not sure there’s anything we could come up with that would be cheaper, but something not pizza would be really nice.
Maybe Scott and I can come up with something not pizza for us either tonight or tomorrow. For tomorrow, it would pretty much have to be either something we prepared during the early afternoon or something we bought that required no preparation. We spend those movie nights in our bedroom with the door shut (and complaints that we’re too noisy when we’re listening to music or podcasts which make me laugh).
Cordelia has expressed interest in going to camp with Skyline’s choir this summer. I think it would be great if she did, but I need to get more information about it. I’m just feeling kind of overwhelmed (it’s bad when I looked at a Murder She Wrote DVD and think that I’m not mentally up to watching that). I guess I add that to the pile of a million things that I have to do but not just yet.