Kid Central

Sh*t!!! It's been kid central over here tonight! And it's a Thursday night, for crying out loud. I'm cooling my jets in my bedroom, texting and surfing the web (ie minding my own business) when lil brother barges through my door...with his friend...who he invites into my bedroom. WT...??? And they both have very important things to tell me about their Yugi-oh collections....sigh. And this takes a while...

So now I have to confess-my bedroom looks worse than a teenager's bedroom whose parents have been gone for the summer. Drawers are all 1/2 opened, panties are inside out on the floor, 15 different black sandals are all over the place, towels and bathrobes are flopped on various surfaces, all my summer purses have burst from the closet, stacks of books of magazines are lying about, my stationary box has exploded on the floor because I had to dig through it this morning to write a friend a note, and you cannot tell which basket has clean/dirty clothes...I'm not proud. But I'm no liar either...

And just as I'm relaxing back into my unmade bed, big kid shows up...with a friend...who he invites into my room....and they have important stuff to tell me about some girls up the street... So they finally leave and I guiltily drag-ass out of my comfy, rumpled bed to pick up the carnage...on a Thursday night!!! Which is two days before my regular cleaning day. She-it!!!

And then another kid knocks on my door...he's been invited by lil brother...and he has to tell me his brother is coming just a little late because he's in trouble right now for doing number two with the lid up on the toilet and he lied about it and his parents warned him and now they're really mad... and I just nod and motion him in... and sure enough the pooping brother makes it a few minutes later. So what's one more at this point???

Have mercy! I just want Mr B to come home from grad class so I can curl up and watch my weekly dose of The Real Housewives in my messy sanctuary...sans boys in the bedroom.

Good gravy!!!