Tom Buchanan has left...sort of. His unemployment has prevented him from finding his own place, but alas, he is staying with a friend of his (who is married to a relative of mine). This all transpired after a rather nonsensical, and extremely heated, argument last week.
You see, I was trying to be polite and accommodating. I also wanted him to spend more time with Wall and Princess. Time. Good thing I wasn't going for quality...at least not where Wall is concerned. I tend to think of quality time as something that transpires while both parties are enjoying themselves...not while one is held camptive tot he rantings of the other. Princess, however, has Tom Buchanan wrapped around her finger.
I'll spare you the details of the horrible, no good, very bad argument that led to this current state of existence. But I will happily say that the mornings are very peaceful now. Wall still doesn't get up on time, but he understands that I will not allow him to slack off. (I'm afraid to see if he has picked up his bathroom at all this week, though.) Princess awakes with a stretch and smile, asks for her breakfast, then peacefully makes her way to the bathroom for her morning ritual...clothes, hair, and teeth. Tom Buchanan arrives in a timely and orderly fashion to whisk them off to school.
Have a good day at school Wally! You too, Beaver!
Tom Buchanan and I have actually been civil to one another. But anything seems civil after threats of excommunication and life long hatred. I have no idea how long this "stage" will continue, but things are more relaxed now.
Now, I get to tell him about all the upcoming expenses for Wall's summer season and camp, and Princess's upcoming competitions. Hmmm, this should be fun.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
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