It’s gone, I tell ya….gone. I have absolutely Zero patience with anything these days, but least of all with Kiki. I feel like I’m at my wit’s end with that girl! She is surly, grumpy, and worst of all, argumentative!! Geez, no matter what I say, she’s going to come back with a "but…" or an "nuh-uh…" or a plain old "no, actually…." Now, to outsiders, she is about the politest little child you’d want to meet. People tell me that all the time. Which is nice, I suppose, but do ya think I could get a little of that at home?? Her messes are getting to me as well… it’s like, the more I pick up, the more she messes up! I am so not exaggerating!! I just feel like I want to up and smack her in the head. Of course I don’t…. but sometimes I have to leave the room….
I feel like I really dropped the parenting ball somewhere along the line, that she somehow thinks she can get away with doing absolutely nothing around here, not even clean up after herself. Or being respectful. I thought I’d at least worked on that one! It’s so hard, because I struggle with that "messiness" myself, so she sees that, but there is no way on earth I can keep my stuff picked up and her stuff as well! Not gonna happen! I feel like I’m drowning in a sea of clutter… an ocean of clothing and papers….
I guess I need to be thankful that we just have one week of school left (YeeHaw!!) …. maybe I can shift gears and get this place under some semblance of control. Doubtful…. I’ve tried before…sigh…. but, since I really can’t afford the gas this summer even to drive across town, I will probably be staying home most of the summer, so maybe I’ll get some stuff done. Where there’s breath there’s hope, right?