Happy Hump Day Everyone...It is 6:30 AM and I'm groggy but alone...a rare occurence in my household. I'm enjoying my first cup of coffee...sans enfants. For more on my quest to be alone, here is an excert from a recent column of mine."I have a question for other parents: Do you have a place in the house that is just yours? A place where the kids are not allowed to follow you? A place you can go and not be disturbed? (Are you laughing yet?)
If your house is anything like mine, it is open season. Just try and find a hiding spot, I dare you.
Even the bathroom is not a sanctuary for me. It is quite routine for anyone - or everyone - to burst right in with nary a knock, completely ignoring the fact that I'm naked, soaking wet or using the facilities. They just go about their business, rifling through drawers or admiring themselves in the mirror. Then, as if oblivious to my compromised state, the demands begin:Can you braid my hair?
Will you find my blue shirt?
How come there are no waffles left?
Where's my backpack?
Does this tie match?
And there I stand, always amazed that they are oblivious to my need for privacy, or at least a dry towel. I am the only one in the house that seems to draw a crowd wherever I go. But my popularity seems in direct correlation to what I can do for my fan base. If I have food, the car keys or money, I am like the Pied Piper.
This rule of attraction applies even when I am sleeping because my family members are keenly aware that there is still the potential, once awakened, for infinite needs to be met. For example, my children will stand by my bed and stare me down until I can feel their desire for a waffle burning through my closed eyelids. They will wait for as long as it takes to get me vertical since the alternative requires operating a toaster, which requires way too much effort when that same exertion could be better spent operating the remote.Is any of this beginning to sound familiar, or do I live in an alternate universe? I'm hoping that I am not alone in my quest for a space to call my own. Any space would do. I find myself enjoying a walk down an empty aisle at Walgreens, which I do acknowledge is rather pathetic."
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Sue,
ReplyDeleteJust want to thank you for a good laugh. I read your "Up with the Sun" to my husband this morning and can most positively verify that you are not living in an alternate universe! I too have a "Pied Piper effect on my family. In fact, I was unable to finish commenting on your article without assisting my son in the loo. Here's wishing we all find that place where we can be alone.
Paula
ok Miz Tabbycat,
ReplyDeletelet see if this really works!
Paula,
ReplyDeleteThanks for verifying that I'm not alone in my quest for aloneness..ha! Good luck and let me know if you find that magical place. I'm still looking.
Sue
It really does work miss jlf...
ReplyDeleteI told you it would!! Now where are your smart $@! remarks about crocs????
Miz Tabbycat