Coffee Time

So today was absolutely amazing. I mean yeah we had a little bit of yelling given that my idea of clean and T’s is totally different. He cried. We did it together. Let me back track for you a bit. (Nothing like acting as thought we were all just having coffee and I am picking up in the middle of the story.)

Today was the start of my 5 day holiday. I took today as my day off and tomorrow as a holiday day. I could sleep in. Instead I was awake at 5 a.m.  Yes you saw that right. I laid in bed scrolling Facebook wondering if I should go exercise. Well I was exercising by 5:30 a.m.  Threw a load of laundry in and sat down to read emails and coffee. Put clothes in dryer and discovered that it was broken. The high pitched whining shriek was horrific. Chatted with a friend.  Read emails. Drank coffee.

7:30 a.m. I waken T and force him to come into the living room. I tempted him with a cup of coffee and he curled up on the couch. We talked about his Wonder questions. He is fascinated with WW II so that is what he was researching. Discovered that he writes one long sentence. Like when I say one long sentence what I mean is that I was able to make 10 shorter sentences but was told by T that this was not acceptable if the sentence is not really long it is not a sentence. See what I did there? We brainstormed ideas and yes I admit that I helped him but it was all him and his writing. Which you know mom was doing her best to just let it go…….Finished and submitted 45 minutes before the time I had told his teacher.

Just after 9 a.m. I call the rental agency regarding the shrieking dryer. Arranged to have repair place call me. Off T and me went to the bank. On Sunday we walked to the bank to deposit $25 dollars into my account so that T could make some Fortnite purchases. The atm proceeded to tell us that it could not read one bill and deposited the $20. Did not give us back the $5.00. I am quite unsure why I was asked over and over if I had gotten the $5 back. Um hi over here I am coming in to ask you to investigate this but yes I got my $5 back. Seriously. Also when I called on Monday I talked to a guy did not catch his name and he is the one who told me to come in and start the investigation. I mentioned this and the CS manager asked who and I responded with some guy. Snarkily under her breath she mutters ‘of course’ hmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Off we go to gas up the car and wash it. Finally. Told T whatever was left over of the $10 I had to wash car with would be his. Home and now we are all caught up and we will fast forward to the crying and yelling. Yes we both have different ideas (until we began cleaning room but wait……) I mean I told him to pick up all the garbage and he goes ‘I did”. What do you mean you did? I can see no less than 10 pieces of garbage still on the floor. So a bargain is made. I help T clean his room and he will help me clean the rest of the apartment.

Went through T’s closet. Discovered that the vacuum had been clogged and that is why it was not sucking anything up. Unstuck it. Cleaned. Next thing I know he is gone. Walk into the living room and the kid is sitting on the couch foot on his knee sawing away at his toe nail. Does not want to get an ingrown one. Finished cleaning his room which he now loves by the way and we set up the new bed frame. The Ex text to say he was ready to meet us at Wal-Mart to pick up the mattress. Turns out I could have picked up the bed frame and mattress in the car. Mattress was shipped rolled up. Super cool. And mom rocks the win. Not only reasonably priced but I got free shipping!

Now I turn my attention to the rest of the apartment. My helper once more conveniently disappears. Oh well. Oh and I am still waiting for the repair guy. I start in on the bathroom and ask T to watch/listen for the repair man as I was cleaning/rinsing bathtub and could not hear over the water. 3:25 the repair guy shows up. Easy fix a new bearing was required. Told me that for someone who had been in the apartment for 3 years it was super clean. He goes into a lot and apparently I maintain everything well. Awesome. I think?

Finish cleaning the apartment and wash the floors. Decided that while I was still standing would shower so I did. Sat on couch. Am now so exhausted am not sure what I am going to do. Or how I am going to get to bed. I do not think that I can walk.

I started off that this was an amazing day and it was. I spent the day with T. This kid is hilarious. I cannot make up the stuff that comes out of his mouth.

Me: T you know what we have why are you in the fridge again? (this is the 8th time he has opened the fridge door in 5 minutes.)

T: I’m a kid mom that is just the way I roll.

Are you kidding me?

One last one Tism to share.

Driving T to school and there is an elderly gentleman in shorts and a loose button up shirt watering his boulevard. I made a comment about it not being that warm to be out doing this. T asks what he is doing. I explain and yes I was stereotyping that he was probably retired. This is the conversation that followed.

T: Retired? He looked like he was only 20.

Me: Um yeah no he was mid 60’s at least.

T: Wow he must be living the dream huh mom?

Good night folks I will leave it there. T and me will be around all week, heck all year if you like.

****Picture is the bed frame and mattress. I took it. T loves it. He has not moved since I set it up.****

 

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Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. I live with depression and its ups downs. This is a space where I can create and write all that I need to.

57 thoughts on “Coffee Time”

  1. Cute story. They are amazing how they think abd process and what they say. Can I have some of that energy you have waking up at 5 and cleaning no less.

    I want a maid and room service. That’s my idea of a vacation, it’s just that my bank account doesn’t quire agree. Lol

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