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Alone Time

People are giving me grief about not blogging (I’m looking at you, Peter and Keaton), but hey, life’s busy. Anyone who wants to fill in the gaps with a nice guest blog post is welcome. In the meantime, I’m trying to find a little peace and quiet to do things, like, oh, write. But it’s not to happen. I can’t even read a magazine in peace these days. I’ve resorted to hiding in the bathroom. Although the other day I tried that. Being alone. In the bathroom. Peacefully.

What’s that? Oh, the pounding of little footsteps.

From outside the door I hear:
The boy: Mom!

Me: I’m in the bathroom.

The boy: Mom!

Me: I’m in the bathroom!!

The boy stands outside the bathroom door.

The boy: Hey, Mom, I decided I don’t want a flame thrower anymore.

Me: I’m in the bathroom. I don’t care.

The boy: Instead, I want an M16.

Me: LEAVE ME ALONE! I AM IN THE BATHROOM!

The boy: Yeah, I know. I heard you the first five times.

Me: SO WHY ARE YOU STILL TALKING TO ME?

So the next time you harass me about this blog? Bite me. I’m hiding in the bathroom. And you can’t have an M16, either.

2 Comments

  1. Yury Kats wrote:

    With all the modern gadgets, you can easily blog while hiding in the bathroom, so that’s not an excuse!

    Tuesday, March 27, 2012 at 5:06 pm | Permalink
  2. Sami wrote:

    So I am not the only one who was waiting for a new entry??
    BTW, I can totally relate to hiding in the bathroom, but often I forget to lock the door.

    Wednesday, March 28, 2012 at 7:59 pm | Permalink