For a Moments Peace – Friday Fiction
What does it take to get a bit of peace and quiet around here? The little ones are always running around screaming. Every time I sit down they come and pester me and sometimes I feel as though I’m being pulled in all directions, literally. I try to complain, but it seems as though no one ever listens to me, I might as well be talking to myself.
All I want to do is curl up and go to sleep. I was out late last night and I can hardly keep my eyes open, but all this noise is making me a nervous wreck. This house is always a mess too. I’m forever stepping on things that squeak or buzz; sometimes I even find things in my bed that belong to ‘them’.
Of course it wasn’t always like this. Before the little ones came along my life was bliss. I could come and go as I pleased, eat whenever I liked and sleep as often as I wanted. But my wild days are long gone and I’ve settled down now. It just hasn’t been as I expected it to be. I know it won’t always be like this. When the children are bigger they’ll quieten down a bit. In fact I did enjoy a cuddle with one of them the other day and that was lovely. But until then I suppose I’ll just have to put up with the chaos that is everyday life.
Sometimes I’ve thought about walking out of the door and never coming back, but I love my family and I could never leave them. And I know they love me too, so that’s why I put up with all this. I’m a very loyal creature really, but I guess that’s just the way we cats are.
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