Rosalynn
My eyes flew open as my internal alarm clock woke me. I turned over to see the clock read 6:15am. I looked to my right and the space where Charlotte usually slept was empty, and the bedroom door was slightly ajar. I tossed back the covers and sat up, swinging my legs over the bed. I heard subtle movements coming from downstairs and figured she was making the kids lunches. Yawning, I stretched my arms above my head before climbing off the bed.
I headed into the bathroom to take a quick shower. I turned on the hot water and decided to brush my teeth now as I waited for the steam to envelop me. I looked myself over in the mirror, taking notes of the bags that laid underneath my eyes. This week has been extremely exhausting and I'm so glad it's Friday. I finished up with my teeth and stripped out of my pajamas then stepped into the walk in shower. Letting the hot water run down my body, I exhaled deeply. Charlotte has had a busy work week as well, having to travel for some conferences, so I'd been in charge of taking the girls to school and picking them up. Sometimes I'd have to bring them back to the university with me to finish up some work. They didn't mind though. They liked being in my office or sometimes even one of the lecture halls. Yet Im grateful Charlotte got up a little early to get a jump start on our hectic morning routine. Since she still has to drive further than I do, I'll still drop the kids off at school. I grabbed the soap from the caddy and began to lather up my body.
I was just about done when the door to the bathroom swung open. "Mommy can you do my bun please?" said Celeste. This girl doesn't respect my privacy at all. She will always burst into whatever room, no knock, no warning. I turned off the water and grabbed the towel that was draped over the shower door. I wrapped it around my body before stepping out. Getting a closer look at Celeste, she was still in her pajamas, holding a brush and ponytail holder in her little hands. I take hold of her chin and placed a kiss at the corner of her mouth. "Good morning my sweet girl. Of course I will. Did you brush your teeth?" I asked her to which she nodded quickly. "That's my girl." We walked out of the bathroom together and I picked her up so she could sit on the bed. "Where's mama?" I asked her as I went to the closet to find something for myself to wear. "Shes ironing me and Caras uniform." I hummed in response as I pulled a white blouse and grey skirt from their hangers and sat them on the bed. "Celeste." I heard Charlotte call. "Your things must be ready. Go on, I'll do your hair when you've finished." I helped her down and she hurried out of the room.
I grabbed a pair of laced underwear from the drawer along with a matching black bra. I let the towel fall to the floor as I quickly slipped into my panties and bra before another kid came barging in. I then took my skirt and slipped into that as well. The skirt was fitted, and came up past my belly button but stopped right at my knees. I decided to wait until I'd finished my hair and makeup before putting on my white top. I walked over and took a seat in front of my vanity and began my makeup routine. I heard Charlotte's voice again calling for Celeste to go and eat breakfast. I sighed as the thoughts from last night came rolling in. Charlie and I had a bit of a spat.Charlie isnt one to bicker back and forth. When we have arguments, she lets me have the floor and finish my thoughts completely before she responds. And she tries to find a solution rather quickly because she just really doesn't like conflict between us. When we argue, she never raises her voice at me. She doesn't call me a bitch or curse me out or anything like that no matter how bad of a fight we're having. She'd always say, "If I could say it out of anger, I must have felt it all along". But when Charlotte can tell somethings afoot and I'm not being totally honest she will continue to push the conversation until she gets to the bottom of it and the subject of last night's disagreement had me a bit on edge. Coupled with an extremely long work week I was indeed bitchy and was in no mood to have that discussion. In nine days I am turning Forty years old and I couldn't feel more miserable about it. Charlotte started going on about throwing a party and inviting all of these people and I'm just like.. God no. Please, God, no. I want to act like it's just another Sunday. I don't even want to acknowledge it. Charlotte was sooo pushy about it and not being satisfied with any of my responses so we kind of went at it. The conversation got no where because honestly I just didn't want to talk about why I didn't want to have a big shindig and that should've been enough for her. Anyways, I was a bit dismissive as I told her I was done talking and I turned the light off and went to bed.
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