Friday, 10 July 2009

  • Trapped

    I have had a shocking revelation in my stay here that has caused to me reevaluate my very existence.

    I can't get out of the baby gates.

    Seriously.
    This keeps me trapped in parts of the house till I can find a kid that can get me out. I have been trapped in the staircase, trapped in the laundry room, trapped in the living room and locked out of the house. This leaves me feeling quite vulnerable. Not just the sheer frustration of not being able to get out, but the fact that sooner or later, it's going to dawn on the kids that I am at their mercy.

    This could get ugly.

    I suspect bribes will be in order, so I have been collecting a mental and physical arsenal/toybox to negotiate with on a seven and nine year old level.  Ironically I know it will be the seven year old that will try first. I can see it coming...the redhead, blue eyed bowling ball of fate headed right at my down my 5 foot ally.

    I can win this.
    (and if I can't, I can at least stall till I leave. I think.)

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