This is Dr. Kathleen Mooney with an important message from the Port Washington School District. Due to poor road conditions, all schools will be closed on Friday, February 5, 2016. Please exercise caution and stay safe. Ahh the sweet sound of the good Dr.’s voice is music to the ears of the three boys of Graywood. After two calls to the house, two to my cell, two to Donald’s cell, and the fire whistle blow we were all well aware that today the children will be home from school. I decided to get a jump on the day, since the good Doctor made multiple calls not allowing anyone to get back to sleep. I sent a quick text to my severely sleep deprived sister asking if, since she is on maternity leave, when the boys wake could they spend the day with her. She was beyond excited at the thought of spending the day with five boys under the age of 13. So off to work I went leaving the boys to sleep in with Nana upstairs and a plan in place for my day.
Made it to work without a problem and began to enjoy my hot coffee and my computer in silence at 6:30 am. 7AM- text from Daniel – Mom is there school today. – No, so please go back to sleep. Nana is upstairs, call me when you wake up. Back to work I go, concentrating on the task at hand. 8AM – phone call from Chrissy – you said to call you when I woke up and I just wanted to tell you I am awake. OK Chrissy stay away from each other no fighting, eat something, Nana is upstairs you will be going to Aunt Laura’s when Johnny wakes up. Ok Mommy I love you. He melts my heart and again I drift off to my project and await the teenagers call that he too is awake.
My Mother in Law called to say her job was closed and the boys could hang out with her. So again I settle back into my project knowing this was just going to be a PJ’s and TV day for the boys. Back in the 80’s and 90’s when I had a snow day I was home with my stay at home Mom and we played with the neighborhood kids had hot chocolate and thats about it. My kids and pretty much all kids these days need to be constantly entertained. And with todays technology the rest of my day pretty much went like this….text-after-text-after-text.
Mom can I bring the XBox upstairs? Oh so the basement 52″ TV is not good enough for your game playing?
Mom can I go to my friends? No I cannot drive you.
Mom he won’t leave me alone. Please stop fighting.
Mom- Dad said i could buy a $10 game on his credit card if its ok with you. No.
Mom – Don’t forget you need to write me a one page summary for my confirmation on what the Catholic church means to you and how you will continue to raise me in my faith and keep the promises you and Dad made at my Baptism. Due this week.
Mom – What’s for dinner?
Mom- There is no more white bread only wheat and Chrissy won’t eat that.
Mom – Nana is making me farina and I love when she makes it for me.
Mom – I have a sore throat can I take an advil?
Mom – There is no food in this house!
Mom – It still hurts can I take another advil?
Mom- You did not answer what’s for dinner?
Mom- When are you going to the store there is no food here, not even any Nutella left.
On my lunch break I respond…… I AM WORKING BOYS PLEASE STOP TEXTING.
OK Mom but I want you to remember that you need to sign the sheet for my class so that you can attend my ancient Egyptian workshop next week- oh well I don’t think I can attend because your brother has a squid dissection workshop and I have an appointment with my accountant for my taxes. I will call Aunt Laura to see if she can do Egypt or the squid but my lunch is over and I gotta go.
The afternoon at work went quickly and I was headed home to grab the boys to go grocery shopping since I was placed on notice that my supplies were very low. Well, not one of those rotten little men wanted to help me at the store, but I got them to go. While in the store, I was roped into buying all sorts of goodies that I don’t normally buy. In fact, my cart was overflowing with food I had to have them each carry loaves of bread and such so they would not get crushed in the cart. Rolling to the finish line I ran into a woman I know from the neighborhood and I said to her “can I trade my cart for yours?” Her’s had a few items and some dog and cat food. She told me she would take my cart any day because it means that I have a full house. She told me that she remembers well the days of the full carts and the empty wallet. The silence in her home is deafening she told me and I should look at the large grocery bill as a blessing.
I suppose one day I will look back at the large grocery bill as a blessing for right at this very moment I would prefer the PowerBall as my blessing.