Both nights were a Monday. It's usually when I get the majority of my work done. "Goodnight , Mommy". I heard shutting my daughter's bedroom door. I hopped in the shower and went over my assignments in my head. What needed to be done, deadlines, what style writing....etc. I get out of the shower and put on a pot of water to make myself some tea. It's a half past 8 p.m and I could pass out at any minute. I walked down into my basement put on my Pandora, set up my laptop and got to work. Tiny little foot steps pitter pattered all over upstairs. I could hear my brother and sister fighting with my mom that there's no way it was time to go to bed because there show hadn't ended yet. As my brother stomps his feet up the stairs I hear,"MOM!!!!". Great! I walk all the way to the third floor and into her room.I swear kids these days come up with anything to get out of going to sleep. "Whats wrong?" I as her. "Well my toe hurts" she replies. "Okay you'll be fine, G get some sleep". As I walk downstairs I hear her, "Oh my toe just hurts so bad! I think I stepped on a nail". I automatically looked at my over dramatic 8 year old sister and said, "Can you stop teaching her to be so dramatic now?".
I walk down the steps again and make myself another cup of tea. Finally there's no little foot steps, no arguing, no talking. I press play on my music, open my laptop again, and complete mywork.
I walk down the steps again and make myself another cup of tea. Finally there's no little foot steps, no arguing, no talking. I press play on my music, open my laptop again, and complete mywork.