Friday, March 12, 2010
Some-days I want to kill my children.
I installed a new handle to the screen door yesterday, it keeps blowing open in the wind. The lock was broken last year and I forgot about it. I installed it yesterday still feeling under the weather, but it needed to be done. This morning I go to get the mail and the latch isn't latching when I pull it back closed. Upon further investigation I see that the latch part had been broken off. Someone was in a hurry so they most likely kicked the door open instead of unlatching it. I could kill them sometimes. Impatience is one thing, destruction of property is another and I am fit to be tied right now. When does the joy in having children start?