We hauled the twins to their high school first thing this morning for SAT testing.
w: Do you have everything? You're all prepared? Remember to hydrate.
twins: We have snacks. We get a ten minute break.
w: And remember to stretch. Do some calisthenics...
me: And pee. It's terrible to have to pee while doing SATs. ..Hmm, that's a lot to do in 10 minutes.
w: ...Maybe take a brisk walk. Or jog. Jumping jacks.
me: And duck and cover.
doom!twin02: And stop, drop, and roll?
doom!twin01: Should we wear a paper bag over our heads?
me: No no, paper bags were proven not to work ages ago. Don't tell me you forgot your tinfoil hat?
doom!twin02: *snaps fingers* Knew I forgot something. Well, we are getting there a few minutes early.
me: That's right. You'll have time to mine the aluminum for your hats.
doom!twin02: Whew. Okay, good. ---*stares at practice booklet* *waves it at twin* LOOK! LOOK AT PAGE 132! THEY HAVE AN ESSAY ABOUT EMPEROR NORTON
doom!twin01: ...I'm on page 25. What are you doing? Why can't you read things in order? What are we, animals?
We dropped them off without further incident, and then resumed work on War Drobe. I FINALLY finished painting all 70+ odd floor tiles (It wasn't good enough just to stencil them, I decided I didn't like the little gaps inherent in stencils, and hand-painted all the little gaps closed). I also painted all the broken tiles, because I was concerned that we might run a bit short on tiles and since we'll have to cut a bunch anyway there's no point in letting the bigger shards go to waste.
Now the floor tiles all have to be given 3-4 coats of polycrylic for protection. I have that scheduled on Tuesday, because W wants to borrow the room I'm painting in to cut some bits of drywall, and also I expect to have a phone interview with a recruiter that I've been playing email-tag with all week regarding a newly-created compliance and leasing position in the City, so I probably shouldn't be staggering around high on sealant fumes when that happens.
So then we picked up the twins and headed back to the shore for lunch and possible gaming (as MiL's house is a more central location for their former high school friends that they're gaming with.)
me: So how'd it go?
W: Did you have fun?
doom!twin02: I destroyed the written part--in a good way, I mean, and yes! It wasn't that bad. Well, I got cold and clammy and my hands shook in the second section of the math, but yeah, it was fun!
me: ...Because nothing says fun like a math-induced panic attack.
doom!twin01: *shakes head* *is pleased this nonsense is OVER so she can resume her knitting.*
Over, at least until it's time to take the first of the three different AP tests they felt compelled to sign up for.