Sunday, January 23, 2005

The Thrill is Gone

The tide has turned. After the enchantment of seeing what the snow had done to Brooklyn streets, trees, cars, window sills and roof tops during the night, EVERYONE got grumpy.

Sibling tensions flared when Teen Spirit sat in the big red comfy chair in the living room that OSFO thinks of as hers. Quite an altercation ensued: punches, tears, whining, yelling followed by lots of foot stomping down the hallway which makes Smartmom doubly crazy because of Persnickity's complaints.

Grrrrrr. Smartmom wanted to slaughter all of them. Persnickity included. He hasn't complained in exactly a week but the anticipatory anxiety of his next complaint is contant. Smartmom yelled at her offspring and gave herself a splitting headache.

Tensions between Hepcat and Smartmom also ebbed and flowed. Suffice it to say that yesterday's laundry experiment resulted in piles of clothing that still need to be folded and put away. Hepcat didn't seem to notice any of it. Smartmom has confirmed that doing laundry is way too aggravating a task for her delicate disposition. Rest assured, the Seriously Nice Equadorian Laundry on Sixth Avenue is at no risk of losing Smartmom and Co.'s business.

Finally, finally, Teen Spirit left to meet Best Buddy at the Third Street hill in Prospect Park for SLEDDING. He agreed to wear a few layers including a sweater underneath his leather jacket, and his Sorrel boots. He did, however, forget his gloves and hat and just called to see if Hepcat felt like taking a trip to the big hill to deliver said gloves and hat.

Hepcat and OSFO were already prepping for a photography and sledding expedition to the big Third Street hill. So they took Teen Spirit's winter gear and were on their way. OSFO, decked out in snow pants, a down jacket, a warm sweater and a pair of awesome snow boots, is so ready for winter FUN.

And Smartmom is so ready for some time alone. Alone, god damn it. Alone.


At 1:05 PM, Blogger red eft said...

I am confused. Did Laundry Baby NOT go to the place on 6th Avenue this time? And if not, how did you get the laundry done? I think I missed something.

I am so glad you got the apartment to yourself. I can't get anyone to go outside except H, who did some shoveling. A would not even be pulled around the backyard in a toboggan.

At 1:15 PM, Blogger Third Street said...

We did the laundry ourselves in the laundry room downstairs - five loads of wash. It took hours and hours.


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