I started a new project this week. I'm working in the Southern California market introducing the new Nissan cube (not capitalized) to the sales consultants in the dealership network. Nissan does not train on the last day of the month so as not to take sales consultants off of the sales floor. So I drove home last night to spend at least a little time with the family.
As I walked through the door and into the kitchen, Theresa said "You just missed it" in a somewhat harried voice. Before I could respond, she said "Not five minutes ago I was on the phone with a guy from work trying to resolve an issue, while getting the salmon ready for dinner, with Mattea reading me a poem and the boys trying to show me magic tricks. Everyone was talking at once. My head's going to explode!" I don't really remember exactly what I did next, but I think my memory blanked out as a means of self-protection.
On another note, back around the first of the month, the boys learned of various April Fools tricks that one can play on another. They were taken with the idea of short-sheeting the bed. In fact, they liked the idea so much, they short sheet their own bed, just because they can.
Life at Casa Hernandez returns to normal.
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Hahahahaha! I should tell my kids about that trick. They don't make their beds so it might inspire them to do it! You are definitely onto something. Tell Theresa I'm living her life and I send her my greatest sympathy as a person whose head has exploded on many occasions.
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