Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Perhaps a Plot Idea for My Next Story?
I sat down to write about the fact that I've finished draft one of the manuscript. But since it's 10:00 p.m. and there was a poo on the floor of the second stall of the bathroom in the 5th grade hall at Sophia's school, I have to listen to all the nuances surrounding the mystery of who did it, and why (an intriguing question, I admit), who reported it and who finally cleaned it up. Sophie just got home after spending the afternoon with one of her girlfriends. We're now playing catch up on how her day went. The poop features prominently.
Sadly, I'm antsy and not using my best active listening skills. I've worked all day on the manuscript and it's finished! Draft one that is. I'm anxious to overshare and blow off some steam. She's still giving me the fine details about someone's indiscriminate use of the bathroom floor.
"Perhaps you could go tell Daddy about it? I'm just trying to write a little piece."
"Daddy doesn't appreciate a good poop story like you do."
Ah. Well, thank goodness I bring something unique to the parenting table.