Last week I flipped out.
Like really FLIPPED OUT.
Lately Kora and Jake have been at each other like CrAzY.
All. The. Time.
It's driving me crazy.
Kimmy, you foretold of this madness,
it has arrived.
And it SUCKS.
So I was in my bathroom brushing my teeth and I could hear my two tErds through the wall in THEIR bathroom, fighting over whose turn it was to be in front of the sink.
They were pushing each other up against the wall and yelling like crazy.
Listening to them made me so mad.
I got hot inside.
Finally I flipped.
I hiked my limber leg up on the wall and started karate chopping it.
All Chuck Norris style.
I was trying to send a message.
Instead I just made a huge hole.
I felt like such a whiskey tango loser mom.
Thankfully the maintenance man was able to come repair it that SAME day so I could hide it from Lover. Hehe.
What am I gonna do when I can't just pick up the phone and call maintenance to solve all my problems?
I wonder if maintenance can fix my kids.