Monday's Friday....

Though it is Monday, I need to go back to Friday!
I had my day planned out, I would clean the house that I was scheduled to clean.
Take a long hot bath on my return home. Put on some music, and tidy up and wait for my hubby to come in, and go out for fish and chips at the Claddaugh.(The Plan)..
My daughter comes home in frantic mode, needing to take care of some business,she is exhausted, in need of sleep, she had gotten off of a 12 hours shift.
So, she explains why I need to go with her to do this, it is evident that she needs me to keep her alert if she is going to be driving to downtown Indy.
So, I call and reschedule the house cleaning for today..(YEAH).
So off we go, she is in no shape for conversing, and I am only along for the ride.
Driving downtown Indy is not as easy as one may think. It is down right scary.
Her business is at the courthouse, and I stay in the car, and she has to walk a very good distance. I found a Nora Roberts book, so I was occupied, and I was pretty much half-way through the book when she returned, she had been very insulted by an office worker, of which she pointed out to him that he owned a red line swing stapler.
On the way back, she decided in her exhausted state that we needed to go and eat, and that she would be able to eat horse hair at that point. So next stop Cracker Barell. We both ordered Chicken and dumplings, she had about 3 spoonfuls and was full. I had just started eating good when she made the announcement about being full already. So, we got to go boxes, and then she decided we needed to get our eyebrows threaded. Now, I am still hungry, thinking about those lovely dumplings getting cold.
While I am sitting in a chair with this lady and her dental floss pulling my eyebrows into shape. Finally, its 1pm, and I am going to be able to get home heat up the dumplings, and put some cooling gel on my aching arches. So, to my surprise the younger son, has moved home while I was away in Indy. He had unplugged my computer, put his in, and had a basket of dirty laundry waiting for me.
He was also hungry, so I offered him my earlier meal, and he thanked me, and said, oh by the way Happy Birthday.
I smiled...
Yes you guessed it, now my organized everything room is now occupied by himself.
So, he had a package that he opened, which from the outside looked like a doll box.
I thought oh, he bought me a doll. He said, yeah, I bought this off of eBay for $2.00, I said oh yeah, what is it?
He was tearing away at the package, which indicated it was not a doll, and not a gift for me. He said its a crow bar.....
Why I asked?
Darn he said as he looked at the small tool, its too short.
Ok, so I ask again Why?
For Zombies, the only way you can really kill them is with a crowbar.......
Ok.. I said.
Love you mom, got to go to work...
I stand there, and think what in the world is going on with my grown children?
Its too painful, and too funny to continue, but, here I am, with my last nerve gone, and a crowbar for I assume Pygmy zombies, and in case they attack, I am fully prepared.
Hubby comes home takes one look at his frazzled, puzzled wife, and with no music, he swoops me into his arms and takes me on a slow loving dance in the Once everything room.
It was a good day. We ordered Pizza.....
:)