Teenage tantrums are very, very, similar to toddler tantrums. Only even more exhausting. And much louder.
Emily was grounded today. A bad combination of undone chores, massive additional mess creation and general obnoxiousness led to her being forbidden to go out as she'd planned. Tears, screaming, slamming, stamping (literally) ... not pretty. She doesn't often go off the rails, but when she does, she does it with a vengeance. The neighbours must have wondered what on earth was going on in here. She'd recovered by this evening though, and even went so far as to bake a (very nice) cake for dessert.
Despite all the drama, I managed to get my two essays done this afternoon. It was like pulling teeth; each sentence came so slowly, and so painfully. Every fibre in my body wanted to abandon my books and go outside - it was a stunningly beautiful day - but I had to get the essays done today, because we're going to Beccles tomorrow to visit my parents.
And, I also managed to do all the ironing today. So I can relax and enjoy tomorrow with a completely clear conscience, knowing that everything is ready for next week.
Next week is going to be tiring. Crawley on Monday night, so I'll only be home at around 10pm, and the second parent's evening (for the M's to Z's) on Tuesday night. But, the week after next is half-term. Can't wait!!
1 comment:
oh. my. I am anxious for the teenage tantrums.
I may need to plug in little ear buds and just ignore until it passes, lest I do something I may regret or join in :P
hannah
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