They say that "revenge is a dish best served cold." I have found the perfect way to serve cold dishes and get even for all the crazy making that goes on in our house. It's all in fun, and partly due to some of my eccentricities. My kids like to tell a lot of stories about me. It seems fair that I should get even right? You probably think I am talking about the stories I am telling being a way of getting revenge, but you are wrong! There is a better way.
"Doc" used to tell people that he could never come home drunk, because he could get hurt really bad. Not by me! Well, maybe indirectly.... You see, I have this thing. I like to rearrange furniture. I like to change things up and at the same time, get in a good housecleaning. I used to do it all the time, maybe once a month. "Doc" was always pretty good about it. At least he seemed to be, and he never threatened to medicate me, so I guess I am ok. His point was that if he came home drunk and it was dark in the house, he might get hurt on a piece of furniture that wasn't there before.
Now you would think that my kids, having grown up with this "thing" that I do, would be used to it. Maybe they were when they all lived at home. I seem to notice a reaction more that they don't all live here full time. In particular, "Mommy" and "Mini Me" seem to just ooh and aah and then giggle. "Calvin" got so distraught at the cups being moved to a new cabinet that he would only drink out of the coffee cups that had taken their place. "Super Son" and "The Blonde" go with the flow. By far, the biggest reaction I get is from the two biggest wiseguys in the family, "Pook" and "The Surprise".
This house is very difficult to rearrange, and I am very limited so my release valve for my "thing" is reorganizing the kitchen. We have a large pantry and about a year ago, I took the food out and put in pots, pans, dishes, etc. and moved the food into cabinets. You would have thought the world ended. I have been asked multiple times when I was going to fix it. All I have to do is move the kitchen garbage and it throw those boys into a tailspin!
This past weekend, everyone but "Super Son" and "The Blonde" were gone for three days. I took that opportunity and ran with it! The entire kitchen is clean and completely rearranged! The food is back in the pantry, which should make the boys happy, but let them try to find a cooking utensil or dish! Best of all, the garbage is relocated! I am now sitting in the kitchen and typing and dying for them to wake up so I can watch the reaction! The other fun part is that it will go on all summer, every time they need to find something! It doesn't take much to amuse me. Revenge is a dish.....
Wife, Mother, Mother, Mother, Mother, Mother, Mother, Mother, Nurse, Grandmother, Friend...that's me in a nutshell!