Many parents, in fact all parents unless they have a unusual kid, have had to put up with the 3 or 4 ghosts. I'm not really sure how many there are right now as my mind is existing in a fog right now and I can't really think straight. I know that I put up with them for years and all those years I wished they would just go back to Hell or wherever they are from. I kept telling myself that they would eventually get tired of torturing me and leave in a few years. Well, guess what? It's been going on 26 years and they are still with me!
One would imagine that if you have 4 grown adults, at least in physical years that these ghosts wouldn't be around but they are. This morning I went to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee, the Nectar of the Gods, and found the string from a piece of bologna and the wrapper from sliced cheese just chilling on the counter not even 5 feet away from the trash can. You could have literally picked them up, turned around and taken one step to throw them away. So I ask everyone that was awake at that point who had left them there. 3 answers of "it wasn't me". Really? OK. Last night I asked who had spilt soda on the counter and was told 3 times "I don't know". At that time there was only 2 of us in the house. Last week as I stood right there in the kitchen I watched someone pour himself a cup of coffee and as he is doing this he leaves a trail from the pot to his cup. As he turns to leave I ask him if he is going to clean that up. He turns around and says "someone else did that". Well, then, I must be going blind in my old age!
As I began to notice more and more the ghosts are still with me I was starting to get OK and maybe even a little happy with them. I would be busy doing something for everyone such as cooking dinner or doing the oh, so nasty cleaning of the house that no one else can seem to get themselves to do and would ask if someone would do something such as take the dog out, take the garbage out or bring me the dirty dishes from another room. I would be told "not me" or "someone else can". Foolishly I would wait and wait for these ghosts to do these things. Eventually I started to realize as I am doing what I had asked someone else to do that now in their minds I am also "not me" and "someone else". I wonder now if that means that I am also "I don't know".
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