Day 4 of my son home from school. Yesterday was fine. I took him on my quarterly golf outing. He was pretty good and it’s not a morning I expected to be productive. My golfing buddy was charmed by him and he loved washing the balls.
But, today the mischievous, wild man is working me. While I try to work, he climbs on me, screams in my ear, I got smacked around a little. I took away his TV time ( mistake, made it worse), tried a time out. He got out. I finally put him in the backyard and shut the door. Lordy, I’m just trying to work a bit, trying to make a couple of nickels in a world that charges way too much for health insurance. Wait, not world. Country.
Little scamp is now ringing the back door bell which makes the dog bark loudly. It’s like he wants me to be poor.
Keep it up kid, enjoy community college.