Eviction Notice

The Eviction - A recent "chat" with the true lord and master of my humble domain.  I  just work here...

Getting computer time in my house can be a challenge. Sure - there are 4 computers...but I write most of my blogs on the computer in the front room. Which is where HIS computer happens to be. It's really hard to write something with the constant interruptions...

"Can I have the computer now?"

"In a few minutes."

4 seconds later - "Has it been a few minutes yet?"

"No."

"Well....when will it be my turn?"

"When I'm done."

"Are you done yet?"

"Do I look like I'm done?"

"When will you be done?"

"I'd have already been done...but its hard to type with all the distractions!"

"Is that a bad thing?"

"It can be."

"So - which is it? A good thing or a bad thing?"

"Right now? It's an annoying thing."

30 seconds go by

"Are you doooooonne yet?"

"Almost."

"Can you hurry up - I have things to do...and you are wasting time!!"

He's 7! How many things can he possibly have on his agenda? You Tube ain't going anywhere!

"What are you doing anyways?"

"Typing."

"Typing what?"

"About you.'

"Me?"

"Yes - you!"

"Can I help?"

"You already help - you provide me with material."

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

"Oh - Nickels - its a great thing!"

"Nice.....and are you done yet?"

"I'll never be done little man...you have much to teach me!"

"Whaaaaaat???"

"You heard me!"

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

"It's all g little man"

"So you're done now right?"

Sigh...

"Sure."...at which point I save to draft.

"Good - now please get out of the chair and let me use the computer. I need to do things...go use your computer downstairs - this one is mine...Mommy said so."...as he's tugging me my arm - trying to remove me from HIS chair!  I need to speak to my wife about these things...does Mommy saying something make it law?  Or does he know I just live in fear...and I'll cave when he recites that all powerful mantra.  "Mommy said so" has brought fear to men's hearts for millenia.

"What happened to the sharing thing?"

"I lost it."

"You lost it?"

"Yes - that's right. Aren't you listening to me?"

"Well fine then - be that way....I'm going downstairs....and I'm gonna eat your KinderEgg thingy...because you're being so rude to me!"

"Noooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Maybe sucka!"

"I said no. If you eat my treat - I'm going to send you to your room!"

I ponder this...I could use a nap....hmmmm...

Not worth it...my son can lay on a mean guilt trip.  And I'm a pushover.

Nicholas successfully evicts me from HIS room. So that he can use HIS computer. Man - he can be a pushy guy sometimes. I'll be sure to hit him up next Friday for the money for the mortgage payment. His room? Hmmmpf! :)

Trouble is - getting to my office is fraught with danger. Since the basement has been completed there is a rail network rapidly expanding it's way though out the entire basement. CN doesn't have this much track!

Wish me luck!  Good thing he's cute...  :)