Christmas Break?

It’s officially Christmas Break today.  I look forward to this time all year when we can spend time with our kids without the hectic schedule that we live the rest of the year.  To prepare for this special time I have already shopped, wrapped, baked, sent packages and cards, and cleaned the whole house.  This week I planned to do nothing but watch cheesy Christmas movies and play games with the kids.  Then I woke up this morning.  I thought I somehow I ended up in someone else’s house.  I’m not sure what happened when I went to sleep last night but it wasn’t good.  I know it wasn’t the elf because quite frankly he’s been a little lazy this year and hasn’t caused any trouble at all. He barely moves. As I turned a 360 in my kitchen I couldn’t believe my eyes.  First of all, the dog hair on the floor was like a light dusting of snow. The kitchen counter had groceries all over it like someone delivered the supplies for 6 meals and scattered it everywhere.  The sink was overflowing with dirty cups.  It’s not a crime to use the same cup twice people!  The kitchen table, oh my beautiful kitchen table, could barely be seen with the amount of random stuff on it.  Among the chaos was a hanger, art supplies, a laptop with headphones from the 90’s attached to it, the cat, candy wrappers, and a tube of toothpaste.  Toothpaste?  I found a bowl in the fridge with half eaten mac and cheese and the spoon still in it. Ugh.  There was a fort in the living room using every blanket, pillow, and chair in the house. I wondered why I woke up so cold. My bedroom had 12 stuffed animals in it and I didn’t even hear that happen.  Next to the toilet was a Target bag with a sandy wetsuit and Dora the Explorer towel in it. I’m confused as to why that is 1. In the house at all and 2. Next to the toilet.  Alexa! Beam me out of here please!  I can’t even find my husband for moral support because he’s off coaching some team doing something.  Who knows?  I pushed open my son’s bedroom door to ask what in the world had happened overnight and quickly closed it again because it was causing me to have heart palpitations.  I mean really, I offered to do his laundry when he came home last week from college and he said he’s an adult now and would take care of it.  The look of the mountain of dirty laundry explains why he showed up last night to the water polo game in dress slacks.   My little woke up just then and asked me to make pancakes.  I don’t even know what the look on my face was exactly but she walked away mumbling that she’d have cereal but went back to sleep instead.  I quickly shook off my anger cause, you know, it’s Christmas, but I know I taught them better than this.  I rushed around the house cleaning up because the mess was driving me crazy. I scooped the litter box with the cat constantly trying to use it while I did.  I don’t even know why that happens.  It’s not like I have the urge to go while I am cleaning the toilet.  I vacuumed and found my $25 lip liner that the cat took off with, mopped, washed, took out the trash-which isn’t my job, dusted, and organized everything.  Perfect.  Clearly Christmas Break is only a break for the kids.  For moms it’s more like Christmas Work.  So if you want to stop by my house you better do it now before they all wake up.  After that I make no promises.  

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