Worst mother trophy awarded, news at 11
Jan. 30th, 2019 09:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
grammarwomanAll y'all can go home, I'm the worst mom.
The school closure for today was announced yesterday on account of the "welcome to -40F windchill" predictions, and I informed the kid that he would be going to bed at his usual school night time anyway. "But Mom!" I didn't even bother arguing with him; I just pulled out the bare bones "Guess what - I'm your mom and sometimes I get to say Because I Said So, and you have to live with it."
I got another robocall this afternoon announcing that school is out tomorrow as well, and I informed Mr. Luckypants of the news, and that his bedtime would not change. I guess he didn't believe me, because when I reminded him just now, I'm surprised his outraged shriek of "WHAT" didn't set the neighborhood dogs barking. "Maybe if you had worked on your homework at all, I might have let you stay up later, but now you have only tomorrow to work on the assignments," said the meanest mom. The sullen "FINE" I got was straight out of a John Hughes movie: epic in scope and timbre, throbbing with the injustice of it all.
OK, maybe I'm a teeny bit resentful that I'm the only one working in this household. Oh, yeah, forgot to mention - the husband got laid off a week ago Friday, and hasn't done a damned thing to sign up for unemployment or job search. Gosh, I was really looking forward to being a single income family again. NOT.
Temps be damned - tomorrow I think I'm gonna go for a walk outside.
The school closure for today was announced yesterday on account of the "welcome to -40F windchill" predictions, and I informed the kid that he would be going to bed at his usual school night time anyway. "But Mom!" I didn't even bother arguing with him; I just pulled out the bare bones "Guess what - I'm your mom and sometimes I get to say Because I Said So, and you have to live with it."
I got another robocall this afternoon announcing that school is out tomorrow as well, and I informed Mr. Luckypants of the news, and that his bedtime would not change. I guess he didn't believe me, because when I reminded him just now, I'm surprised his outraged shriek of "WHAT" didn't set the neighborhood dogs barking. "Maybe if you had worked on your homework at all, I might have let you stay up later, but now you have only tomorrow to work on the assignments," said the meanest mom. The sullen "FINE" I got was straight out of a John Hughes movie: epic in scope and timbre, throbbing with the injustice of it all.
OK, maybe I'm a teeny bit resentful that I'm the only one working in this household. Oh, yeah, forgot to mention - the husband got laid off a week ago Friday, and hasn't done a damned thing to sign up for unemployment or job search. Gosh, I was really looking forward to being a single income family again. NOT.
Temps be damned - tomorrow I think I'm gonna go for a walk outside.
