Losing It

I want to say that I love my family. These humans that are pumped full of testosterone are a delight. But, we have been quarantine together for at least 1000 days, and we are starting to bicker over stupid shit. (I know it hasn’t been that long. It just feels like it.) Let me point out that Bryce has been here since his spring break in early March. I adore him. Really. However, yesterday we had an argument over forks. Yes, you read that correctly. Forks were up for debate.

He asked me to get him a small fork out of the drawer. I did. He proceeded to tell me that my selection was not a small fork. What? Anyway, he takes the fork that I have in my hand and compares it to the fork that he retrieved from the drawer. People, they were the same size, but shaped differently. He insisted that my fork was not small. Sweet. Baby. Jesus. He insists he proved his point, but all I got out of it was that he is crazy.

I get it. He finished his sophomore year in college residing in his bedroom. That, in itself, is a license for being a little off his rocker. Debating fork sizes was not what I expected. We can agree to disagree. I just hope that today we aren’t debating spoons.

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