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Monday, July 17, 2006
my oh my
wOOt!! Second post!
As a nanny, my only real news is that of today's expirience with Lexie, the wittle girl I look after that happens to be my niece. So here goes:
We have refined the art of peek-a-boo. In her crib, the lining of it that is soft and cushy can be easily pushed up and down the crib's bar type thingies. Lately my sister and I have noticed that Lexie has learned to push it down and look around at her room. I used it to my advantage this afternoon in a goofy game of 'peek-a-boo where Lexie did most of the work. All I had to do was sit on the floor beside her crib and say, "Where's the Lexie?" in an attention grabbing voice. She would proceed to pull down the lining, and we would fall into a fit of giggles where she would let go of the lining and the game would start again It wore her out, the dear, and now she's on her 3rd nap of the day.
I don't know how exciting that is to anyone besides me, and maybe my sister, but there it is, that's my summer life.
OMG I picked up my phone for the first time in like 20 hours, and I saw that I had a missed call. I thought it might be from my sister, but NO it had to be from someone I didn't want to talk to. Why do I feel like I owe 'this person' my life? When she calls, I feel utterly dreadful at the thought of talking to her, and it all started by her planning everything to death! I didn't have my own life anymore, it was all 'we meet for lunch everyday at 12:30, then we split until dinner at 6:30, and after that a movie we've seen a million times, then we go for a late night snack at McDonalds!' HOLY CRAP it was so annoying, and she wonders why I wanted to leave Huntsville/Texas and never look back. Well, now that I'm gone, she doesn't smother me AS much anymore, becuase frankly she can't. But the damn smothering is layed on super thick when it can be, which is coming up. I never should have told her that I was going to be free for a few hours between flights, now she's ready to swallow me up. It wouldnt be all that bad, except I know she is going to be cramming a load of 'come back to SHSU' down my throat with subtle, gentle, yet guilt ridden overtones.
Seriously, I'm going to tell her not to bother. My flight was moved up or something, I don't know. ANYTHING, I just can't handle her smothering, I feel like I'm not even a person to her. I feel sorry for all the shmucks I left behind in her clutch. Now that she doesn't have me to boss around and strangle anymore, they'll be prime targets.
What bothers me the most is that when she begs me to come back to texas, she says things like, "I'm having Paige withdrawls." Last summer when she said this I was flattered, and thought she really meant that she and I can only be crazy together. It took me two semesters to realize that what she really means is that I'm the only one pliable enough to fit to her grip. *sigh* Will it never end?
ok, I didn't plan to go off on a little rampage there, that must have needed to come out. I'm gonna sign off before I rant some more,
love,
paige