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People are cutting through my living room wall. Saws, nail guns, loud shit. I am hiding up in my office, trying to escape the noise. God, I will be so glad when the addition is finally done. Soooo glad. Dogs are upset, even hiding up here with me. Their hearing is better than mine so it must be really annoying to them. One of them decided to pee on the small dog bed by the desk. Then they all sit around staring at me like, “Our bed is all messy. Aren’t you gong to fix it for us?” They act like the pee-fairy did it. But we have stranger’s in the house and heavy tool work, and it’s stressful to a little dog. I’m sure Pippin was not involved in the incident, the puddle isn’t that big. Another plus of little dogs, the messes are smaller.
The day started with an 8:00 A.M. parent teacher conference this morning. Jon, me, and Gary, my ex-husband. Apparently we are one of the few divorced parents that can actually come to these meetings and behave civilly to one another. You should hear some of the things Trin’s first grade teacher said that some of her divorced parents had done in front of the kids on parent’s night. She had to explain herself after both Gary and I hadn’t understood why she felt we needed two separate times for conferences. Why couldn’t we do it all at once? So she explained that it had gone badly in the past. We assured her that that wasn’t the case for us, and it isn’t. Now, everyone knows that they don’t have to worry about any of us misbehaving. We’re there for our kid. Some parents must forget that.
Allergy shots rounded out the morning. Yippee. As, Trinity has begun to say, “That was sarcasm, wasn’t it, Mom?” Yes, that was sarcasm. I’m going to try and do some work.