Calamity Came

From quietude to chaos, there is no warning. It can change in an instant. Serenity overwhelmed by calamity. Such is the home with a teenage girl. I bet you thought that I was talking about Renee, didn’t you? Worry not, today all things are still relatively quiet on that front. But I think a huge helping of raging hormones has sprouted in the child.

Wow, it’s like the Fourth of July followed by the great flood. How does one so small explode with such a massive array of emotion? Nothing major here just the small stuff igniting upheaval, “Cassidy, please walk the dog.” Wham, boom bam! The best part is when she gets like this she is a cleaning fool. I guess she showed me, her room was clean in minutes and I hadn’t asked her to do that one yet. Yeah, hormones! Got to love them.

Renee is still weak and mostly sleepy but not really sleeping. Small steps of progress are being taken and lead us into the weekend. Let’s hope the eruptions of the child do not bleed over to the patient. I am outnumbered by females three to one in this household and don’t stand a fighting chance against multiple feminine conflagrations.