Feeling cramped.

I have five sleeping teenage boys laying all over my living room right now. Two on the couch, two in the floor and one on the lazy-boy. I went to bed @11pm and my last words to them were, “Don’t stay up all night!”… I woke up at 4:55am and heard some quiet whispering coming from the living room, so I went in and saw my son Sam, standing there doing what looked like a stand-up comedy routine while the other boys were scattered around watching him. He froze when he realized I was standing there watching. “IT’S ALMOST FIVE O’CLOCK IN THE MORNING!!” I said. He smiled his sweetest smile and said, “Woops!”. “Go to bed NOW!” I said in a very threatening voice. I looked at the other boys and said, “Your mother’s are going to kill me.”. They all laughed and said, “No they don’t care!”…… Seriously? Am I the only "square" mother?

As I walked back down the hall, I saw a light on in my daughter’s room and looked in. Nope, she wasn’t there. She had not come home. I go back to the LR, and check my cell phone. She’s usually very good at sending me a text if her plans had changed, and sure enough there was her text saying she was crashing at her friend’s house for the night. As I go back to turn off the light in her room, I realize that she had never picked up her room yesterday and our house cleaner was coming today. If we don’t have the house picked-up before he arrives to clean, well then we are ALL in trouble!! He will yell at us… LOL…. And she knows it! So I text her now (remember it’s 5am) and say, “You didn’t clean your room! Michael is coming today!”…. she immediately texts back and says, “Im almost home. There was drama at my friend’s apartment so I left”… sure enough, in about 5 minutes she walked in the house. The first thing she says is “Why are the boys still up?”….. and I’m thinking to myself “Why are ANY of us up right now?!?!”

Of course by now I’m WIDE AWAKE and as I crawl back in bed I toss and turn thinking about what I need to do all weekend. I thought about just getting up, putting on the coffee and starting my day, but then I realized there was no where to go in my house where I wouldn’t disturb someone sleeping. So I was stuck there in my bed. I couldn’t even turn on the tv in the bedroom, because Mike was sleeping soundly beside me and he had to get up and go to work in just a couple of hours. I think I had just finally drifted off to sleep when the alarm went off. I love my little house. But it IS exactly that… little. So, I’m up this morning, enjoying the peace and quiet, but since I have sleeping boys scattered all over my living room, I have no where to go but my bedroom. Or my bathroom. I’m realizing that I desperately need a “den” or “Family room” . Or a new house. Hmmmmmmmm……… Maybe???? It wouldn't HURT to just LOOK at a couple of houses now would it? :-)