Me: I’m here, guys! I’m here. What? No one’s here yet? And I was worried about being late. Harrumph.
Myself: I apologize for arriving late. What did I miss?
Me: Nothing. I’ve, uh, been waiting for a while.
Myself: … You were late, too, weren’t you?
Myself: Well, that just leaves–
I: It’s okay, guys. I’m here.
Me and Myself: I, where have you–
I: I said it’s okay. I brought cookies.
I: All is forgiven?
Me: Let’s see those cookies before we go making any assumptions.
Myself: I agree with Me. Show me the cookies.
I: Gosh, guys, there right here. Calm down.
5 MINUTES LATER
Me: I suppose it’s time to start the meeting.
I: Yes. It is. What was it about, again?
Myself: The new annoying neighbors who monopolize Katie’s time leaving her no time for writing. Or, anything else, for that matter.
Me: I have a solution! Be mean to them so they’ll go away.
I: … You do know this is Katie we’re talking about, right?
Me: Well, duh.
I: You do know Katie is the nicest human to ever live, right.
Me: Oh, yeah.
Myself: May I cut in? Perhaps Katie could just play with them. They’re only here every-other week, anyways.
Me: I thought of that, but they want to playplayplay from dawn ’til dusk. They literally invited her over to BREAKFAST today!
I: Did she go?
Me: Nicest person to ever live, remember? Of course she went. She only escaped their evil clutches long enough to blog because of an orthodonist appointment.
Myself: Poor kid. I remember braces. Rough times.
I: Katie could create a list of excuses and use a different one every time they asked her to play.
Myself: I’m afraid not. If she tells them “no,” they’ll be back fifteen minutes later to ask again.
Me: So, there is no solution?
I: I guess not.
Me: But, we have to come up with a solution! It’s for Katie, guys!
I: Or, we could go make cookies.
Me, Myself, and I: Let’s go!
Me, Myself, and I