Today was... interesting.
Jayce decided that I was bored and lonely, so he decided to barge his way into the attic so he could wake me up and let me know that he did, in fact, assume that I was bored and lonely. Typically, I wouldn't have minded, but for some reason, the family decided to head to the big super store and stock up on 50% off Easter candy earlier this afternoon. Someone must not have been paying attention on the way home and the aforementioned Jayce managed to get into some of the aforementioned 50% off Easter candy. From head to toe he seemed to be coated in chocolate and I swear he had no irises.
No, each eye consisted of nothing but a large, single pupil. It was like staring into a scary, sugar induced darkness to which I could only stare in horror as I resisted the pull of gravity to be pulled within most violently. He wasn't shaky, oh heavens no, he was blurry and for the life (death) of me, I couldn't mentally stream the rapidly spoken sentences together to form any sort of coherent conversation on his part. All I could do was sit on the edge of my bed, drawing my long legs up much like a frightened spider and nod on occasion, pulling into my own body for protection.
Then, he pointed at something, muttered and bounded off, much to my relief, out of the door he had barged in. I would lock said door, but he'll just stand there and beat on it and scream until I relent and let him in to wander about.
Well, I couldn't sleep, so I got up and roamed the house and discovered all that delicious loot they had left upon the table. They had four pound bags of assorted candies! I couldn't help looting one of them and stashing it upstairs in the old chest. If Gregg sees it, he shouldn't give me too much grief, and the kids can't reach it because I pulled it in on my side.
Anyway, I haven't updated in a long time, so I figured a three a.m. ramble of my day would suffice.
I'm still sore about the family taking off for a whole month to leave for the summer time.