It was one of those rare nights that I would ask the whole family for a movie. Came across an interesting-looking thriller story on Netflix and I called for a movie night after dinner.
Halfway thru, we had a break for supper. Korean instant ramen it was. A huge pot for all to share and we got back to watching our movie thereafter.
At the end of the movie, Little Jen pestered me for a game of Happy Family, but it was almost midnight then. I was tired and him, as usual not ready to retreat to bed yet. A no from me made him complained that he would have to wait for another week before he could ask for a game of Happy Family with me again.
Before I could go on, Dad got angry and stomped upstairs after muttering some angry words.
That stress was really getting into my brain. One was complaining and whining non stop and another was furious. I chose to spend my time with Candy Crush and my art? I surrendered for the night, needed a break.
Probably I could have said yes to a game of Happy Family? Or I should never have called for a family movie night. Tomorrow would be a new day and another new episode. What would the theme be tomorrow?
Good night... ðŸ˜
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