So, I’ve had an interesting, somewhat disturbing day, where I’ve made several attempts to write the Chronicle this weekend only to get waylaid by completely random and bizarre things getting in the way. Let’s see, I’ve discovered just how incredibly gross kittens can be, which was immediately followed by discovering how much Lysol it took to clean that disturbing discovery, which was followed by the need to clean the entire downstairs. That was followed by finding out that one of the kids dropped a metal measuring cup in the garbage disposal. Somewhere in there I had to deal with a teenager with a newfound texting obsession. That of course was followed by finding out that one of the kids tried to make the laundry detergent come out faster by loosening the cap and placing it on top of the dryer where I discovered that it takes one and a half rolls of paper towels to clean up approximately three cups of laundry soap. At some point my son spilled lemonade all over the kitchen floor, which he informed us of a few hours later and resulted in a second mopping. Hoping to get it done, I put away the mop, glared at the kittens, and came to bed with my computer hoping to get the Chronicle done. I threw on old episodes of Everwood for noise, which my son, who decided that he was sleeping in my room, decided to watch and wouldn’t you know it? It was the safe sex episode, which led my son to ask some really interesting questions and led me to have the “talk” with him, again. When he asked what a condom was and what it did, the show was very informative, I grabbed a condom from my top drawer and explained it to him. For several minutes he was quiet, sitting there nodding every now and then only to end up narrowing his eyes on me and demanding to know why I had condoms. After that incredibly awkward moment I realized just how late it was and had to accept the fact that this week’s Chronicle was going to be late and that my son is still glaring at me.
I will have it out this week and add a book giveaway with the hopes to make up for the delay. Until then, I’m still working on The Promise, going to end up being a long book I think, and trying to find a way to get my son to stop glaring at me.