Viable Options

An option I MAY consider, if things get bad enough around here!

At the end of a long day, and after the umpteenth interruption by my seven kids in an attempted dinner-table discussion with my husband, I yelled, “Can’t I finish ONE THING without being interrupted?”

My husband tried to diffuse the tension by playfully suggesting that no one would interrupt me if I locked myself in the bathroom.

“That’s not an option in a house with one bathroom,” I snarled, unamused.

Up piped my eight year old, “You could lock all of us in the bathroom!”

Now there’s a thought.