Sooner or later, you will have to come out of the bathroom is good advice. Because yes, you will have to face crazy things (two- or four-legged) over which you imagine you exert some control. In reality, you do not. They control you. The earlier you figure that bit out, the better.
(This post may actually be about someone -- or something -- else. It may not be about the cat at all...)
On a different note, Maggie decided to investigate makeup. Again. This time it's mascara. All over her lips. She "needed something". At least she didn't lock herself in the bathroom this time... Paul's spring break begins in one hour, thirty minutes. I already told him that he has a lot of homework to do in the next week and a half. He believes me. Bad, bad, bad mommy.
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Brilliant! Homework! What a fabulous idea. If I could teach Iz what homework is, then give him lots and lots of it -- that might help. We are having explosions over here. And spring break just started yesterday, at 12:30 -- not even 24 hours in. I do love him, really I do.
And I love the bathroom-cat bit -- I can relate.
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