Interrupted
My Life Thus Far
Don't Mess With Me
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I'm always complaining about how my life is so mundane.
There's hardly a day I don't apologize for having such a
boring life. And then some outside force introduces a
little drama into my life and I'm reminded of how nice
mundane can be. Mundane is peaceful. Drama is not, it's
chaotic and stressful. I don't know why people seek out
chaos and stress. It's dumb. They most certainly won't get
away with bringing into my life. More on that later.
Snookums came home from duty this morning around 8am. I
was feeding Keenan, which was funny because I was feeding
Keenan when he left yesterday. Anyhow, we spent most of
the morning just vegging around the house. Snookums did
some chores and I just laid in bed with the baby and Kiki,
enjoying the closeness and warmth (the weather has been
chilly the past couple of days). So peaceful...
Around 4pm I started thinking about what I should make for
dinner. We didn't have much in the house in the way of
food, so I decided to go grocery shopping. Snookums stayed
home with Kiki, Annie was playing outside and Keenan came
with me. The last time I went grocery shopping, Keenan
didn't cooperate. This time around I was more organized. I
had my list made out, my coupons organized and I was done
in a little over 30 minutes. Keenan fussed a little, but
nothing like last time.
The drama started when I got home. Snookums was unloading
groceries from the trunk and I was holding Keenan when
this woman I don't know came up our driveway. I know she's
one of the neighbors from down the block, but I've never
spoken one word to her. She came up MY driveway to tell me
that she was concerned. She felt that Annie was spending
too much time playing outside! What the hell? I bet you
money her kids are posted in front of a video game or
cartoons or something. I pretty much lost it. Where the
hell does she get off telling me what to do with my child?
It's summertime, kids should be playing outside as much as
possible. I told her she'd better get the hell out of my
face, telling me how to parent my child. I'll admit, I
went ballistic. As she was walking away she said "I knew
it would go this way". I don't know what she meant by
that, but I told her to go fuck herself. Then I announced
(very loudly) that I thought the entire neighborhood was
too nosy, always in everyone else's business and everyone
better leave me and my family alone. We don't want to know
any of you and we don't want to be friends. Which is true.
An hour later base police showed up at the door. Snookums
saw them talking to the people down the street when he was
checking the mail, so we knew they were coming.
Basically, the woman called the police because she thought
that Annie was left home alone. The car was gone because I
was grocery shopping, but Jason was home with Kiki, stupid
bitch. The lady told the police that Annie was locked out
of the house and couldn't come home until 6pm. First of
all, our door is always open (open as in wide open to get
some air flow) unless we aren't home. Annie is supposed to
be home by 6pm. She isn't locked out until 6pm. The police
officer and I talked for about 15 minutes and I explained
how our routine goes. Annie is to check in every hour, she
can't leave the block (so she's within calling distance),
she isn't allowed in other people's houses and she has to
be home by 6pm. I asked the officer to come in and see our
home. See how we live, talk with Annie if he likes. We
have nothing to hide. The officer said he thinks the woman
was offended by my comments and was retaliating by filing
a complaint. Whatever. Don't mess with me and I won't hurt
your feelings. I'm really starting to wonder why people
are messing with me. I'm private, quiet, to myself and yet
I still get messed with. Why? Snookums says it's jealousy.
I do have a good life, don't I?
I lost 2 whole ounces today! I'm kidding. I got on the
scale just for the fun of it and I was still the same
(minus 2 ounces, but who counts the ounces unless you're a
newborn). I haven't eaten much today, so I'll have to do
better tomorrow. I had a bowl of raisin bran for breakfast
and a bowl of homemade chili for dinner. Chili is so rich
and hearty (but healthy) I don't think I'll want anything
else tonight. Which is good. Evening eating is a weakness
for me. Maybe a little frozen yogurt later wouldn't hurt.
We've gotten a few calls about the babysitting flier. The
first caller has kids and wanted us to bring our kids to
her. That isn't going to work because it's disruptive to
their bedtime routines. The second caller only had
specific days she could babysit and they weren't
consistent. Which spells 'unreliable' to me. The third
caller, however sounds promising. She called tonight while
I was making dinner. Her name is Amy and she's coming on
Tuesday to meet with us (and maybe the kids if we like
her). I'm excited! I want Snookums and I to be able to go
on dates and I don't want to have to worry about who will
watch the kids when Snookums leaves in September. It would
be one less thing I'd have to worry about.
Keenan's sleeping, so I think I'll go take a quick shower
before his bedtime feeding. Ciao.
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