My morning

I step out of the shower, wrap the towel around me and head upstairs to get dressed. I pass Jake on my way, and as I enter the living room I see Zack sitting in his PJ's on the couch. I sit down to say good morning to him.

Z: Cup?

Jake hears him and starts pouring milk into a cup.

Cat: Meow... meow.... meow.... meow.... meow.... meow....

Finally I can't take it anymore. I get up, go into the dinning room and tell him to knock it off!!

I head upstairs.

Cat: Meow... meow... meow... meow... meow...

H: Seriously cat what is your deal??

Z: Deal? Deal??

I need to clean the litter box. It's only 6:55 I think I can squeeze it in before I need to leave. I get dressed. Go to the bathroom plug in the curling iron and head into the living room to put my socks and shoes on. (You've seen the pictures of our basement you wouldn't venture down there without footwear either....)

I sit on the couch. There sits Jake in his underwear and Zack in his PJ's. I put on my socks and shoes. It's now 7:00 and he is showing NO signs of moving. I go upstairs to get clothes for Zack. Heaven forbid HE do it......

I bring them down and drop them in his lap and head into the dryer to try to find some socks.

J: What? No socks?

H: I'm working on it!!

No luck with the dryer. I head back upstairs to look in the laundry basket. I'm pulling out sock after sock. Are you kidding me? I have six socks and NONE of them match. SIX!! Do you think they would notice if his socks didn't match? Oh wait... there's another one... whew, it works. I go downstairs and give it to Jake.

J: You know this is kind of small.

H: (yelling from other room) WHAT is kind of small?

J: The socks...

H: Then YOU go and try and find another pair!!!

J: I was just telling you...

H: Well next time, don't tell me.... ok??

It's now 7:10. So much for being on time....