Yesterday I spent all afternoon cleaning my room.
It had been a while.
Clothes.
Dust.
It was a disaster.
And Mo can vouch for that.
It was so bad I even washed the curtains.
And the dustruffle.
So today was a little crazy.
I had some catching up to do.
I had to workout.
I had a post planned, but I just couldn’t get to it.
Everything was taking longer than I thought it would.
And yesterday I dropped my phone for like the 97th time.
My screen has been shattered for a while now, but yesterday’s drop put it over the edge.
So adding getting a new phone into the mix kind of threw a wrench into things.
A little bit after 4 p.m., as I was finally about to sit down at the computer, the phone rang.
My phone has been ringing for the past 36 hours, but since I completely broke the screen, I haven’t been able to answer it.
I figured now that I had a new phone, I’d better take the call.
I thought the call was from one person.
But it was totally a different person.
Had I known who it was, I probably wouldn’t have answered the call.
Now I couldn’t hang up.
It turned into quite a conversation.
Thirty nine minutes long.
I need to tell you about it.
But that will have to wait until tomorrow.
Because as I got off the phone, I heard giggling.
Laughing.
Stomping.
Water.
Water running?
Water. Running.
And then,
I smelled something.
Baby powder.
Shit.
WATER RUNNING?
BABY POWDER???
GIGGLING???
WHERE THE FUCK ARE NUMBER 6 AND 7???
I followed the smell of the powder.
When I got to my room, there were plumes of powder clouds shooting out from underneath my door.
I thought about just turning around and making a run for it.
But I opened the door.
And found this:
If you need to reach me, just send a text.
I won’t be answering the phone (but I will be cleaning my room), for the next 3 or 4 years.
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Deanna says
oh….my. I am so so……….glad I don’t have hardwood floor.
hugs.
Elizabeth says
Wow. It took me to the third picture to realize that it wasn’t carpet! (To be fair I’m reading on my iPod, but still).
Thanks for writing, I love all the stories.
Sandra says
I showed this to my 4 year old then regretted it! I don’t want to give him any ideas!!! 🙂 you made me laugh!
BoxWineMom says
Yea I prefer not to talk on the phone with kids. …….. this has never happened but my lovely 2 year old ripped the door off the grandfather clock and glass smashed everywhere.
BoxWineMom says
Whoops 1 year old
Jennifer says
So glad that my son never did this! lol