The most exausting day of the year

Never in the last two years has a night of babysitting gone that horrendously. I've only ever had to call their mother twice.And only one of those times was because of behavior. The second time was because the little girl swallowed a quarter...erm..yeah...

Tonight?
Oh dear lord...where do I begin with tonight?

Well, more like early this evening. The living room has been rearranged so that the couches are like right next to each other with a little gap. Andee (age 7) set a blanket across the gap held in place with weights and paint cans like a hammock.
Ally (age 12) was trying to sit on it with her, but mainly for the purpose of antagonizing her sister. I reprimanded her several times but she would knock it off. I finally pulled her off the blanket and made her sit there. Eventually she got up and went off to her room to sulk.

So I was sitting on the couch, and Andee decided the blanket needed fixing. I was holding the blanket in place while she screwed around on the other couch "adjusting" it. Then I hear "The paint can opened". Uhm..Whats that? I look up, and she sitting there with a look of complete horror on her face. I get up, the statement not quite comprehending...The paint can did indeed open. And spilled. Everywhere. All I see on the cushion, couch, pillows, blankets, and Andee is white paint. I turn and head up stairs to get Ally. No way was just me and Andee cleaning that up.

I knock on the door. It's possible she didn't hear me because she was playing her trumpet, but I believe she was just ignoring me because she was still kinda mad I yelled at her (I really NEVER do). I Say "Ally, there's kind of a crisis." Blank stare. "Ally, you need to come downstairs right now." She very slowly (and do I mean SLOWLY. Like, nearly going backwards slow.) sets the trumpet down. "ALLY, QUICKLY!!" She then picked it up to about a snails pace and I turn and head back down stairs. Momentarily she was right behind me, gazing in shock at the mess. We quickly transport everything to the sink, and I tell Andee to stay wear she is. She of course chooses not to listen to me and gets walking around for whatever reason. Spreading paint EVERYWHERE. I yell at her for doing so and send her upstairs to clean up.

About half the can of paint was on the cushion (fairly new couch mind you) and the other half spread among the blankets and pillows. There's globs all over the rug and floor, and various spots on the couch itself. While getting the stuff in the sink it managed to spread to a large amount of dishes. And of course the sink itself turned white. I call their mom to explain what happened and find out just how it should be dealt with.

So me and Alley get the blankets and stuff in the washer, and get the cushion in the tub. Then we went through about 2 bottles of carpet cleaner. For two hours we were on our hands and knees with a sponge scrubbing. Exausting work.

I was just about to lose it in general, and had lost it completely with Andee. She wouldn't stay in her room like both her mom and I told her to and neither would she clean. She was arguing with and contradicting everything I said and I was just about at my wits end. Even when she wanted to know why I was mad at her (WTF? You have to ask?) and I try to calmly explain, when I tell her she keeps arguing with everything I say she argued about that!!! **headdeskheaddeskheaddesk**

Eventually bedtime came, and when her mom called back I told her how she was behaving. Apparently she's not gonna get to go to Pumpkinville tommorow which I would feel bad about if my clothes were not now ruined. My favorite pants (jeans that actually fit right!!) have paint stains. My favorite jacket has paint on the sleeve, and I had even taken it off before getting into the stuff!! My shirt also has several paint stains. My arms are also nicely coated in paint. I have a strong feeling the cushion is mainly ruined. And I won't even dare to dream about saving the blankets...The couch itself is better though. And the rug and floor is back to happy.

I left my bag there. April offered to go back and get it (she brought me home) if I needed it then but I told her it could wait. It really doesn't contain anything I need before morning. On the bright side (I know I did tell Ally don't even pretend to find any good in the situation but that was earlier!) I did get payed more than normal. Yay money!! I really should make a deposit one of these days...

Anywho, that's the condensed version of tonights events. It contained alot of scrubbing, screaming, and stress. The paint wouldn't even end! I swear! Think its gone...NOPE! More more more!!! **shudder** Okay..it's over...going to bed now.