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In which i killed him


When I was telling all this to Kevin yesterday on the phone it was incredibly funny but I’m not sure that I can properly convey my day (yesterday) to you quite as well but I shall endeavor to do so.


Yesterday was the day that we were moving Daniel back down to college.  He spent most of the summer gone but has been home for the past 4 weeks. He spent those 4 weeks trashing his room, playing FIFA on xBox, watching ESPN (and occasionally other stuff but that’s a different post) and ignoring all the things that he needed to do i.e. checking out if he owed tuition, packing his shit up, getting his parking pass, etc.


So the week before he was to go back down to school, I asked him what the status was on a bunch of these things.  He assured me that everything was “under control” and I let it go.


The move-in time for yesterday was 1-7 and I wanted to drop his shit off earlier rather than later so I could drop by and see Andie.  She has her first test on Monday (this was Friday) and she allotted me an hour or two. (hahaha)


The plan was for us to be there at 2:00 so I could be done by 4:00 and then hang with Andie before heading home to see Kevin.  He had been out of town all week and was due back around 7:00.  Got it?


Here’s what REALLY happened:


I got up and got my hair done at 9:00 AM and got home around 10:30 and Daniel was asleep (of course).  He finally got up around 11:00.


Me:                  are the cars packed up?


Daniel:            mostly


Me:                  what’s left?


Daniel             just my room … and my bath stuff … and the xBox


Me:                  you know I want to leave around 1 right?


Daniel:            I know


Me:                  did you ever straighten out the parking?


Daniel:            sort of (he had neglected to register until it was too late to get it done before school)


Me:                  will that affect anything?


Daniel:            no


Me:                  do you have your room key?


Daniel:            no


Me:                  where do you pick that up?


Daniel:            I don’t know


And then I killed him.


Me:                  well I’m not going to wait around.  You need to figure that out.


So he did and found out where to go.


Me:                  so you better leave 30 minutes before me so that I don’t have to wait around


Daniel:            ok…I better finish packing


By now its 12:00 and I go up to his room and seriously, there are piles of shit everywhere and I can’t even see his floor.  I totally should have taken a picture.


Me:                  holy shit! What the hell is all this stuff?


Daniel:            I’m not done


Me:                  you are NOT going to school and leaving the room like this


So I start picking up piles and going through them.  I found some shorts.


Me:                  what are these?


Daniel:            oh, that’s where they are … I need those


And then I killed him.


Me:                  what are these?


Daniel:            that’s winter stuff … I don’t need it yet


So I have a big box and explain that we’re making piles to go, piles for garbage and putting the other “winter” stuff in the box.


Me:                  what are these polo shirts?


Daniel:            they’re too small


Me:                  they say size Large and that’s your size?


Daniel:            they do?


Me:                  yes Daniel, they do and last week you made dad buy you a large one for your birthday


Daniel:            oh I think I know.  I think you bought those last year and they were too big and I forgot about them


And then I killed him.


Me:                  try the damn things on


And he does and they fit and now he has TWO white polo’s instead of one and a brown and blue one.


Me:                  you’re such a pain in the ass.


Daniel:            hmmmm….guess I was wrong?



And we finally get it all together and it’s around 1.


Me:                  you better leave. You’re already behind my schedule.


Daniel:            I need gas.


Me:                  just LEAVE


So he does and he gets to school and he calls me.


Daniel:            ugghh… I walked from the parking to get my key but I left my ID in the car so now I have to walk back and get it and then get the key so you might get there before me.


And then I killed him.


So that was my day with Daniel.  God grief I cannot even begin to tell you the difference between him and the girls.  ARGGGGHHH


By the way, I didn’t really kill him.  After all he mostly amuses me.

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  1. Mayor Gia
    August 28, 2013

    Ha! What was that, only 5 or 6 times? Reasonable, considering…
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    • Lynn
      August 28, 2013

      It was unbelievable

  2. Gloria Barsuhn
    August 28, 2013

    Sounds like my daily life with a child with Asperger’s and ADHD. Very tiring. I feel for you.

    • Lynn
      August 28, 2013

      Which he was diagnosed with at age 4

  3. Marci
    September 3, 2013

    No ADHD, just a 17 yr old man/boy who knows more than anyone else in this house, and constantly reminds me that “creative minds are rarely tidy”….

    • Lynn
      September 3, 2013

      That’s a great statement though don’t ya think?

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