the Tasmanian devil

my cousins were over recently for my mom’s birthday,
and one of their two year olds is a whirlwind of a human.

not only did they (not necessarily the two year old,
but including the parents of the two year old) show
complete disregard for any form of order in terms of
how things were arranged prior to their arrival,
but they also managed to leave the place in a state
of active disrepair following their visit!

my once functioning sliding glass door entrance
to my shower in my bathroom is now off-axis, and no
longer slides in either direction. i am at least thankful
that it is stuck on the side that stops shower water
from rampantly spilling out the sides while in use.

after reflecting on my exasperation i thought to myself,
maybe parents of newborns learn to abandon the idea of
anything having a sort of neat order to it and instead
embrace the chaos that will naturally be wrought about
by their child.

what a mess.

thanks for reading today’s post.
it’s not the end of the world, though.