What an incredible day! These are the days I debate burning down the house and living in a tent. Luckily I have that little voice in the back of my mind, the wife asking if I'm some kind of idiot! Reminds me of an old Marx brothers, line. The guy says to Groucho, sir you're very near an idiot, Groucho replies, well I'd better move. Had all I could stands, couldn't stands no more. We have a light in our foyer that I hate! Had the same one in the parents house up the street, hated it then too. Told the wife, look, it's dirty, reached up, touched it, the glass fell out and broke. We're getting a new light for the foyer.
The boy is working his first night as counter man at the bowling alley, big doins in these parts, and something he's been waiting for since he was 9. He also worked a PBA tournament at another center the last 2 days, wish we could figure out to parlay that into a job for him. He wants to be in this line of work so bad he can taste it, so we are with him, I'm sure my parents were more worried about me at that age, I had no plan!
The girl is sick, a combo of things. She has allergies, just finished her big skating show, and is plum wore out. We said something about a job, that may be contributing to it also, but the jury is still out on that one. She missed class today, I told her to stay away from me, I could see the germs dripping off of her, she likes it when I do that. Things are getting back to normal, so I'm running out of time free of being held responsible.