My muscles are officially sore. Not too bad. Not like the first day of track practice in middle school sore, but definitely feeling it. I'm planning to reward my muscles with some new stuff this weekend--and of course, I'll be working them out some more.
My children are going through a bickering phase. It's really annoying. I'm afraid it will probably last the rest of their youth. I can never hear what causes it--Geeky Boy's voice is quiet--but then I hear the awful screeching, whining of an annoyed Geeky Girl and it's like fingernails on a chalkboard. Geeky Boy knows exactly what buttons to push and Geeky Girl is easily annoyed.
Frankly, I've been a bit annoyed by my family this week. I think it's because we're all a little resentful about vacation ending and we're taking it out on each other. The children seem to be especially demanding, asking me for the littlest things that they could easily get themselves. Mr. Geeky and I have decided to force them to be a little more self-sufficient and not make us do everything for them. So Mr. Geeky has trained Geeky Boy in the art of cleaning the kitchen. I am folding clothes but not putting them away and simply putting them in a basket at the bottom of the stairs to their rooms. Unfortunately, the clothes are still sitting there. An ultimatum will have to be laid down to deal with this.
Mr. Geeky and I both grew up in families where the mom did everything for us--cooked, cleaned, picked up our socks. Very few demands were placed upon us. We think that wasn't such a good idea. It's now very hard for us to do the uninteresting work of keeping up with the house. We certainly don't have high expectations, but there are things that absolutely have to be done. We have to eat, for example.
Drinking with the work companions will take place this evening. Looking forward to it. Need to escape work and the family. Should be good. And I don't have to drive, which makes it even better.