Mamarati

There is not single clean spoon in the house. So, I am eating Honey Nut Os with the tablespoon measuring spoon. Lovely. Jacob did the dishes yesterday but there were two loads, so no room for the overflowing silverware basket. It sits on my counter now, because I am resisting the urge to do all the things that my kid is completely capable of doing. This is all in an effort to make him more responsible and me less tired and pissy that I do everything and he does jack and squat.

At any rate, I did too much research and then checked my work mail and then forgot I hadn’t eaten today and then…

So I’m going to have to go to the library on Monday because we’ve got to go do allergy shots after school. There just are not enough hours in the day. Especially when you are behind.

Also, today is report card day, so the weekend could be dramatically changed based on the misery level of the boy if he gets grounded for poor grades. I’ve got my fingers crossed. He’s been working so hard to keep up and get all his make-up work done… he’s been working hard on his writing… Please, Lord, don’t make me have to ground him.