Not me, Hope. Miss Let’s-drive-everyone-around-me-insane didn’t take her medicine this morning.
That’ll teach everyone who doesn’t think she needs it.
I don’t think she did it on purpose, but she did make things worse by lying about it. I could have gotten her pills to her–if I’d known before 1300 that she didn’t have them. I put them on the table by her breakfast, and then she took so long I was hurrying her out the door and she forgot them. Then she LIED that she had taken them.
She had a horrible day at school, of course. Then she had more horrible time at the babysitter’s, since he’s on board with the ‘make her regret misbehavior!’ idea. Then she got home and had even MORE misery. Poor kid was in tears several times, and by seven she was begging to go to bed and end this rotten day.
Yeah, I wasn’t going to argue with that. We had a little talk about long-reaching consequences, and I put her to bed. Here’s hoping she learned something.
2,004 words on the NaNovel today. Early bedtime for the child means more writing time for me. So I’m at 40,260 and worried about running out of plot. The first half or so will need to be expanded, it’s more a skeleton than a novel. Right now, though–I’m just trying to get to the end. Which had better fall sometime after 50k.
Hmm, time for the gratuitous sex?Â