It’s 5:24am and it’s Labor Day.
Washing machine going, dryer on.
It’s Monday, yup that’s a wash day….but it’s a holiday.
Scamper…scamper….pitter pat….pitter pat…buzz…buzz. “oops….that’s not right,” beep…beep…”oh no, that’s not right,” “I can try again,” beep….beep….
This is the noise I hear while I’m trying to sleep on this beautiful holiday. Oh darn I forgot, autism doesn’t take holidays…………………
I remember now the power went out during the night….. the BOY is trying to reset the clock on the stove …..that is what the “that’s not right” is and the beep, beep…laundry at 5:24am. How the hell does 1 BOY wear so many clothes in 24 hours?
ALRIGHT ALREADY…the GIRL and I should not have stayed up late watching old movies….it was a treat…we rarely do that, BUT I’M TIRED and the day, according to the BOY is well on its way. It’s 5:24!
The GIRL has already given up much needed and wanted sleep. SHE is up grinding her coffee…..I’m not gonna move….I’ll hold this pee for another hour or more. It’s a holiday…I’m sleeping in.
DARN IT. The GIRL is calling me to go out. I don’t want to sniff or lift my leg I just want SLEEP…and then
The GIRL remembers her wallet… from yesterday…..,she goes to the bag that they took to Disney and the wallet is GONE…………………..
OY VEY here we GO…think I’ll just try to find my tail or….go eat a squirrel.
GIRL: “where is the white wallet you took out of this bag?” (the BOY has to unpack everything the second you get home and either put it in the trash or put it in some safe ‘everything has a spot’ place. As the BOY always says, “everything has to be put away neatly.”)
BOY: “I don’t know”
GIRL: “Well you need to show me where you put the white wallet from this bag.”
BOY: getting louder “I DON’T” KNOW. I just give up I don’t know.”
GIRL: “No you can’t give up. We need to find the wallet. It has our ID, credit cards and money.” I’m gonna take Doodle for a walk you look.”
BOY:really loud, “GO, THEN JUST GO. LEAVE AND NEVER COME BACK YOU MURDERER. I HAVE TO STOP SAYING THAT .”
GIRL: “let’s stay calm and find the wallet.”
BOY: louder “YOU STUPID IDIOT. I HAVE TO STOP SAYING THAT. I GIVE UP. JUST GO. LEAVE ME ALONE”
The GIRL and I go for a walk. I’m as nervous as can be that the boy is gonna wreck the house. I’m thinking SHE’s brave to leave him to look alone, but I’m just the DOODLE what do I know.
Back to the house.ok looks like it’s not trashed phew
BOY: “I GIVE UP. YOU MURDERER! YOU STUPID IDIOT. I HAVE TO STOP SAYING THAT . I’M DONE.LEAVE ME ALONE”
GIRL: “we are going to look together”
BOY runs in his room and if there where doors (I’ll tell you all about doors later) he would have SLAMMED IT. Two seconds later he’s out with more laundry. REALLY…………………Houdini has nothing on this BOY.I need to learn from him.
The GIRL finds the wallet tucked neatly in a drawer.
GIRL: “I found it. We are good. We don’t have to look for the wallet anymore. Thank you for helping me look for the wallet.”
BOY: real loud “I’M DONE YOU STUPID IDIOT. OH, I HAVE TO STOP SAYING THAT. GOOD!”
The GIRL remains silent and takes a long swig of coffee and begins breakfast.
BOY: “oh look it’s Marina Jurica. She’s not a ballerina.”
AH I LOVE HOLIDAYS………………it’s 6:18am.
WHAT’S ON THE AGENDA FOR TODAY
Peace hugs love a doodle.