Not choked the life out of those girls....Maybe because they are at Liz's and my arms will not reach that far. Or that I am so tired I have no will to do so. Whatever the reason I do get why mom's & dad's get tired , frustrated and give in and give up battling their kids. After getting the girls to Camano Island, I returned to do some things like stain the two dutch doors as well as pick up the house a bit. I worked outside till dark. Found cloths on the ground from the laundry line and just could not understand why two wide eyed able bodies could walk over and past them several times...Mysteries of the teenage universe? I then put up several bath towels, counting how many on the stand. I was short two and decided to "locate " them....up till today I had not entered their room....Things I found .....4 pairs of my socks dirty on floor a pile of clothing with the two wet missing towels...grrrrr. The thing I do not understand is why all the clothing was not washed when we went to the laundry the other day and why all the towels in the house decided to live so far away from the bathroom (natural habitat for them) ....And on another note I have found myself saying things that I have heard other people say as well as the very words my mother would say flying outta my mouth like it was a natural statement for me..Dear God shoot me now!!!!I never thought for one second in the last 25 or so years I would ever hear myself say...." just what in the hell were you thinking", "Don't even think about asking me again about this" and "just how many times do I have to tell you?" I for one am sitting here in the peace of the morning...the sun not yet cresting the hill wondering why in the world would one torture themselves??? How do people stay sane and go to work without losing their minds? I found other things that relocated themselves like cream cheese salmon spread...I thought of putting it back in the fridge and just letting her ( farm pixie) eat it, get sick and let here live with the consequences of leaving food out all night...never mind the wasted money of it but how do they walk past things so often and never see it? Are they like kittens that do not have their eyes open for some time?you would have thought after the girls left candy out and the baby kittens ate and got sick from it the would have learned...as I made them clean the mass runny foul pooh up..both choking as the did...How fast does the young mind loss it's memory? is there such thing as juvenile altiemers? And then there is the blank look as they try to convince you that they have absolutely no clue what you are speaking of...or that you are speaking Latin to them...the best is when you have addressed an issue and they swear up and down it was not them...but all evidence points and proves that it was...they basically call you a liar and you flip and try to restrain yourself from exploding....
Note to my mother: Mom lets face it I was a trouble maker....I am so sorry that I drove you over the edge repeatedly...do you mind forgiving me after 30 years have past?
Note to all moms and dads: How do you people stay sane? Is there a trick out there that you have ? Drugs? WHAT IS IT!!!!
Now then we have no kids, I have no parenting skills what so ever....but I do have safety skills...but that will not help when these girls turn stupid on me , on purpose no lest just to drive me over the edge....I have a thought of going over there grabbing them , choking them and making them return to do the right thing...Why is it so hard to do it right to begin with? You would think that doing something four times wrong would drive one crazy when it is so easy to do it right the first time....grrrrr
The sun is up and I am going to go do several things like mow and finishing staining doors as well as take a shower and have a second cup of coffee...
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sorry...
When I was a counselor at camp, we had room inspections every day. We'd have a short time (15 minutes) after breakfast for brushing teeth, vacuuming, making beds, tidying things, etc. I remember one of the girls dropping a cotton ball on the floor, and our cabin got called out because of it. It was so strict, but looking back, I think it was a good thing for all of us. (I wasn't such a neat freak back then, and needed the lesson too.) The girls had to do some extra chores. No more cotton balls, no more dirty socks. If the girls come back, you might find it fun to try. And if they try to pull the "it's our room and our private property" thing on you, just ask them if they'd like to take over the mortgage. And unless they do want to take over your mortgage, you have full rights to go in and inspect how they are caring for your property. =) Good luck. I think what you are attempting to do is fabulous. I should probably check myself into your school just for a refresher course. =)
Last time I had a teenager out here on the farm thinking I could get a little tough love in and work out of him, he broke my electric gate opener and tore up the golf cart. Guess it could have been worse! Like you, i am thankful to NOT have kids!
I vaguely remember being a teenager & the basic rule was "if it doesn't directly affect me right now, I don't really care." It's a crappy attitude, but pretty much universal...
And no, I wish there were drugs, but alas, there are not. LOL
You're doing good, Farm Fairy!
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