At about 2am, Joe hollered out: “Hey! What are you doing over there?!”
I was sound asleep in the bed on the other side of the bedroom, and he about scared me half to death: “I’m just sleeping, Joe.”
Joe: “Well what are you doing sleeping when the cows need to be milked?”
Me: “I thought it was your turn to milk the cows.”
Joe: “The HELL it is! It’s YOUR turn! I have to feed the hogs.”
Me: “Will you trade me? How about I’ll feed the hogs if you’ll milk the cows, since I’ve never milked a cow before…?”
Joe: “You’ve NEVER milked a cow? Well alright…I guess I can trade with you. But just this once!”
Me: “Thanks Joe, you’re a lifesaver!”
I waited for a couple of minutes and then I said: “Okay, I’m all done feeding the hogs so I guess I’ll go back to sleep now okay?”
Joe: “You’re already done? Boy, you really half-assed it, didn’t ya?”
Me: “I suppose I did.”
Joe: “Well, tomorrow’s a new day.”
Me: “It sure is. Goodnight Joe.”
Joe: “Yeah, goodnight.”
OMG – do you ever get a full night’s sleep – or a day off LOL. Hilarious but it’s worse than having toddlers! – Suzan –
haha it really is worse than toddlers! I care for Joe and Dot on Mondays and Tuesdays (48 hour stretch) so I don’t get a whole lot of sleep on the nights I’m with them, but I have the rest of the week to catch up. 🙂
Phew! 😀