During the summer vacation I finished writing my awesome book, impressed every agent I queried, landed a million dollar …no two million dollar book deal and my book is out this October. Hah! I joke. I woke up late every morning to the sound of squabbling, made a large breakfast for all the offspring, tried in vain to broom Cheerios from every corner of the house, ignored lunch time and convinced myself everyone needed to diet, pretended to be deaf while teenager complained about everything and under twelves fought about everything, tried out new exotic recipes for dinner amid constant pleas for mercy and ended the day by watching Netflix till my eyes could not be forced to stay open any longer. During all this excitement we also had Ramadan and we moved. For some mysterious reason husband decided this was the best time to not hire movers. Have mini-van will move.
ME: “Who the hell is gonna pick up all the heavy stuff?”
HIM: “We don’t have heavy stuff.”
ME: “What about the furniture?”
HIM:”We aren’t taking it.”
ME: “Well we can’t leave it here and they charge you to have someone come pick it up, then we have to buy new furniture… so how is that saving money?”
ME: “I’ll sell it.”
HIM: Laughing. Laughing some more. Still laughing. “No one is going to buy all that junk!”
ME: ( 10 days later holding up a large sum of money all fanned out, singing “I love it” in my head) “Look at all the money I made selling the ‘junk’.” I love Kijiji.
Kijiji is so addictive, you can sell anything there. I am thinking of selling the kids and husband as a ‘buy five get one free’ deal.
Other summer vacation stuff:
The beach, a birthday, Mississauga celebration square, the zoo, Niagara Falls….
What did you guys do in summer vacation?