The Wildlings

Corona Time, Day 2

The Wildlings Have Arrived.

And if you fall, don’t scream. You don’t want that to be the last thing she remembers.
— Tormund Giantsbane

Our school district doesn’t go live until tomorrow. So today was deemed a free day. I had emails to send out, groceries to order and worked on the Great Home Purge of 2020 that started a few weeks ago. 

The kids were left alone. All day. I could tell they still were around by the sheer amount of dishes in or near the sink (that is a step in the right direction!!). I didn’t hear much from them. Except for one asking for lunch, one asking when their pc parts were being delivered (3x) and the oldest asking for a ferret. ???

I also found an empty cookie dough wrapper in the trash. It’s a new package, from one of the most recent grocery runs. I am not sure what I should be more concerned about, the raw cookie dough, the amount (the package was NEW) eaten, or how FAST these kids will go through our food supplies.

They even missed a chunk in the corner of the package. But it made it in the trash. And for that, I am thankful.

Tomorrow starts the schooling. Let the learning begin!






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