Meltdown Wednesdays

Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to what we call Meltdown Wednesday. The children of the house are tired and generally in crappy moods on Wednesday. Since it has been raining for the last three days, they have been in the house and not able to go outside. This has not helped. Abbey is in middle school and is up early in the morning and doing homework as soon as she gets home. Pre-teen hormones are at a simmer for a couple of days early in the week, but between the hormones, the lack of sleep, homework and studying, she boils over on Wednesday. Conner is just into everything, and by mid-week he's bored and starts annoying Abbey. Most of the time I am good with this because this pre-teen nonsense is annoying, and her suffering means I'm not ... for now.
This glorious day has many great phrases in it, as well. One of my personal favorites is "There is no food in this house." In the interest of full disclosure, Cathy goes to the grocery store every single weekend. There's food; it's just not junk food. Another one is, "Are you going to do anything about Conner annoying me?" No, I am not going to stop it. Your mother and I kept having children until we had one to make your life completely miserable. Maggie don't have the stamina to annoy you all day, so we had Conner. Mission accomplished. I have never said this out loud, but damn it I want to.
This brings us to Maggie. This kid watches all of this happen around her and just soaks it in. She is the reason we have no food. While Abbey is complaining about the lack of food, Maggie is hunting and finding it. She watches the whining, moaning and the "You don't understand what it's like to be a kid" that goes on and just sits there. Maybe she's just waiting her turn to be a pre-teen and perfecting her 'tude.
You see, the rest of the world looks at Wednesday as hump day. The day that gets them that much closer to the weekend. We couldn't care less about the weekend. We just want get to bedtime without irrational crying or injuries.