Feeling Grumpy
Last November we bought a 20 lb bird when they were cheap and had the bucher saw it in half. 5 days ago I pulled one of the halves out of the freezer with the intent to thaw and roast it. This morning it had leaked fluid all over the fridge and had there for reached This Must Be Cooked Today status. So I roasted it.
Hours later I picked up Link and Kiki from school. They were both in tears. They both had unfinished work from school and the rule around here is that homework can wait until after dinner, but unfinished schoolwork must be done before playtime. So instead of having time to relax I had to sit at the kitchen table with screaming/fighting Gleek and Patches. Link and Kiki both needed 100% attention to be coddled through the necessary work without complete breakdowns into I Can’t Do This land. Because once we fall into that pit nothing I can say or do will make the homework happen.
The schoolwork got done. The turkey was dry. It took me two incessantly interrupted hours to dismantle it and stow all the edible bits away. The kitchen is a disaster. The kids are all squabbling. I have no interest in eathing turkey or in trying to induce kids to eat it. The rest of the house is a wreck too. And I still have to coax and maneuver 4 kids into going to bed happily.