" It's Monday, I Must Be Dreaming ! "

First of all I must start by telling you that I missed most of
"Desperate Housewives" last night. Certainly not by choice or because of a previous engagement .
No.

I missed most of the show because I fell asleep in my recliner.
Now I know that this is not an unusual practice when one gets comfy cozy in one's recliner , but falling asleep at 8:15 p.m. is unusual for me.
Even if I am comfy and cozy.

Katie Rose opted out of watching the show with me this week and headed off to her room to do whatever it is that teenage girls do in their rooms.

I will admit that I felt some concern when she came to me around 7:45 p.m. and asked if I had a lighter or some matches that she could have!
But I thought, what the heck, that's what insurance is for, as I gave her an old lighter I had.

It was shortly after that when I fell sound asleep, I think I was snoring,
in my recliner. The smoke detector never went off and I am still alive
today so the house never caught fire and I didn't die from smoke inhalation!

I went upstairs at 9:00 p.m. , aggravated that I missed the show ,
after saying a quick goodnight to Kate.

Katie Rose has been very good at getting up on her own since she has
started high school. This is great as it allows me to sleep in most mornings. This morning I slept until 7:25 a.m.. This is late for me.

I was pretty out of it as I walked towards the bathroom to brush my teeth. I met up with Katie Rose in the hallway on the way there.
She had her hair up in a very cute ponytail. Not usual for the girl.

I commented to her on how cute her hair looked as she was throwing her purse and book bag over her shoulder. I asked her, where she was going. To which she replied, to school.

Oh my , I did sleep in, goodbye sweety, I love you, be careful. These
are the things that I say to her every morning before she leaves.
To which I only get a grunt of some sort. Every morning.
It's o.k. I'm used to it. It's just a phase!

So on now with my morning. I had some coffee as I spoke to my husband on the phone. We talked for almost an hour. After we
got off the phone I fixed a little breakfast and than started to clean.

Would you expect anything less from me? I started with the dishes as
I was cooking some spaghetti sauce for tonight's dinner.
I continued on to the floors and the bathroom. Katie Rose's bedroom is right next to the bathroom so I thought I would check to see if she had any glasses or dishes in there that need to be washed.

There were several moments that went by after I stepped into Katie Rose's room. Moments that my mind was blank.

Truly I thought that I may be dreaming !

And then there were the questions that started popping into my head. You know the questions that I am talking about. Did I accidentally walk into the wrong place?

The feeling was like that of when you go to use a public bathroom
and you look at the little male/female symbol on the door so as not to
cause yourself unwanted embarrassment.

The quilt that I made was on her bed. Not jumbled in a ball on the floor.
No, it was on the bed, spread out ever so neatly.

The cat, well I could actually see the cat sitting on the stool as she
wasn't camouflaged somewhere in the heaping pile of clothes that
decorate my daughter's floor, every, every, day.

Upon the dresser were all of the things that belong on a dresser. Not slippers, gum wrappers, old school work and the like.
My brain is in a whirl. I can't help but wonder if I am truly awake.
I mean I did see Katie Rose leave for school, or did I?

The girl I saw looked different. Not only was her hair different,
but she didn't say anything at all. Not even a grunt. I must admit that I
have been very tired lately but surely I would have noticed
a switch, don't you think?

You be the judge. Does this look like an ordinary teenage girl's
bedroom to you ?





After a bit of time went by and the shock wore off, a few things crossed my mind. I did feel very proud of the nice job that she did without
me having to repeat, clean your room, clean your room,
over and over, day after day.

Then I started to think of something else. Katie Rose's birthday is December 12 th. Yes perhaps she is trying to be the model teen between now and then. She will most likely want a sleepover with several other noisy, giggly teenage girls.

Or perhaps it may be the worse thing of all.

She's becoming responsible.

Which would mean she is growing up.

Which would mean I won't have her for too many more years.


I am so hoping that she is angling for the sleepover!