Mid-Life Crisis?
You What?
Oh Boy did mine start today!
You see my daughter has, from time to time, had these coloured extensions in her hair - they look great and everyone admires them!
So I thought, Hey I fancy a go at that!
So I did it! I dared myself and now I have two purple hair extensions!!
They sit along the left side and I keep glancing in the mirror to check that they are sitting nicely and when they do they look great but if I dare to move - or even worse, go outside, then it looks like something strange and completely alien is poking out from the side of my head!!
I am assured that once washed, dried and styled then it will be fab - but I'm reserving my judgement! (I'll let you know later!)
Ah - so much for the mid-life crisis I hear you call...
But NO! That wasn't even it!
Even having purple streaks in my previously-unbleached-uncoloured hair cannot compare with the crisis which blew up in my house today!
But what could it possibly be??
My Son! My adorable, huggable so-polite-to-strangers son... who has overnight turned into a HORRID TEENAGER!!!
AAARRRGGGHHH!!!
He screamed at me...so I screamed at him...he screamed back louder...and so did I...there was no choice...when a calm voice had tried and failed the only thing I could do was resort to neolithic instinct ... and so I stood firm, took a deep breath and screamed my loudest and longest...and continued to do so until he gave in!!!!!
...and then I turned down my volume...and told him my position in no uncertain terms! Which made him very angry but at least it pushed him to do as I had asked!
But what could have caused this huge explosion?
What could possibly have brought about such volumatic disruption to the calm of a half-term holiday?
I simply asked him to tidy his room! (I see you nodding with total understanding)!
He'd been given notice last week that one day of the holidays would be a room-tidying day, I had reminded him at the weekend and today was the day!
It wasn't even a big request because to be fair, his room doesn't usually get REALLY bad - but the smallish room had a jumble of clean and dirty clothing going on as well as a cardboard massacre ... on top of that it looked like someone had eaten the contents of a selection box and left the wrappers on the floor in amongst said jumbled massacre...
...I'm sure your imagination can assist with the rest!
All I asked him to do was put away clean clothes, put dirty stuff in the wash basket and put the rubbish in the bin.
He could have focused his attention and had it done inside 10 minutes - in fact I could have done it myself in 5!!
But instead he had to push my patience and start shouting ... what is a girl to do?
Anyway, it's done now. Not brilliantly. Not as good as I would have done it. But still done. Passable.
And peace reigns once more...
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