If you’re saddled blessed with children like I am you know that the concept behind the title above is in no way as romantic as it sounds. When you have school-age kids it’s all about a summer of constant screaming, fighting and crying mixed with a lack of sleep and massive increase in the mild squalor you’re already used to living in. So yeah, it pretty much seems endless.
It didn’t help that the cord to my computer had gotten severed leaving me without contact to the outside world. My wife claims it was an accident but I’m not sure; she also claimed that she just kept forgetting to order a new cord for me while she was at work, but I think it may have had something to do with how much more I managed to get done around the house.
But school is now back in session, I have my access to the outside world back, the chores have once again been pushed to the wayside and my life is back to the low level chaos that I know and love instead of what felt like living directly in the lap of Eris, the goddess of discord, herself.
Man did I miss my rut.
Dadgitated 