RIUNIONE DI FAMIGLIA

| ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ

           -ᴅᴇ ᴀɴɢʟᴏ ʜᴏᴜsᴇ-
             [ ʟᴏs ᴀɴɢᴇʟᴇs ]

I fucking hate the mornings.

I hate them for so many reasons,
l don't even know where to begin; it's the beginning of the day, and I still don't get to relax on weekends, the idea of waking up just stresses me out. The idea of all the new stupid shit I'd have to deal with is irritating.

Then my kids are always in pissy moods in the mornings, especially on Mondays. Enzo is mad because he had to wake up early and Matt is annoyed because his surgery schedule is killing his sleep pattern. Then Lando, Santi and Stef are all mad because they have to go to school.

And their shitty moods rub off on me because I hate it when they're in a bad mood. And when they're in a bad mood, I'm in a bad mood which makes my wife mad and puts me in an even bigger mood because I upset her, and they all get a large amount of homework so no one wants to hang out or talk to me when they eventually get home and are in better moods.

At least dinner is usually a little bit fun, as usually they recite what happened during hockey practice, and what they found out at school that day.

I might be in my early forties, but finding out what Becky did to Samantha will never not be entertaining, It makes me feel young again.

And I'm lucky, me and my wife have raised our kids in a very open environment. So they have no problem talking about this stuff in front of us, and I love it. Although sometimes we don't love it as much, I'd prefer not to hear about what Lando or Stef were doing with some girl on the weekend, But at least they include us.

This Morning was no different, they all woke up at the latest possible second. They were all grumpy, considering the youngest three were at a party last night and not a single one of them listened to my drinking rule and are all nursing hangovers today.

Safe to say they're not getting their PlayStation back for a few days, I'd say it's an adequate punishment.

They all fucked off to school, Matt went off to the hospital and I went into the warehouse early before Enzo and Nick; his second in command comes, some idiot ruined a shipment by accidentally ranting about it to one of his friends and that friend then turned out to be a good friend of an Irish mafia solider.

Then finally Enzo and Nick eventually dragged their annoying asses into work, they both went to the club last night but Enzo didn't get laid which meant he was in a horrible mood and was completely no help at all.

Then dinner time came around, but seemingly nothing interesting happened at the party and there was no follow-up drama at school today. So I have nothing to report to my older brother Rico which means we will actually have to do mafia work tomorrow.

I don't typically work on Fridays so this could be a major issue for me. Usually, our Fridays are our gossip days where we share what we found out at this week's dinners.