What does the title mean….. It’s further down in the story! Keep reading……
Well, I tackled Little Miss’ room yesterday. Six hours later, I finally put the sheets back on the bed. As always she was all fired up to help me clean. You know, save all of her wonderful treasures from the yard sale box or worse yet the garbage bag!
She willing let go of her little Bratz, not the big ones, but the little ones. She also let all of her Polly Pocket stuff go. She hasn’t played with either in 6 months so she finally decided she would do away with those 2 boxes. Those damn Bratz freak me out! Big headed bitches! Glad to see them go, now if the big ones could find there way out the door……
She was in there all of 15 minutes before she was exhausted! She kept asking if we were done yet. I kept asking, as I sit in a piss smelling closet under a pile of toys and junk, if it looked done yet. I finally told her to go away and leave me to the actual cleaning of the room. I work better by myself really. The garbage bag gets way fuller when I clean by myself. None of that….But mom…..that is my folder from kindergarten……..there is still chips in there………I do wear that shirt………that’s my favorite toy………
I swear the kid should have rats the size of her in there. At the very least an army of ants! I found more food in there than I have in the kitchen. OK, I must be fair, it was the bags or wrappers of food not the actual food for the most part. The dogs take care of the food! I did find some food, don’t know how the dogs missed it. I allow her to eat in there, it is my fault. I will take the blame for it. I tell her to bring everything, wrappers, plates, cups and such back to the kitchen, but she has a memory problem. She can’t seem to remember the rules!
I was asked yesterday, why we have 200 rules in this house. We don’t have 200 hundred rules, it might seem like it to her because she has to follow the rules, unlike me, but there is nowhere close to 200 rules. She says the rules are too hard to follow, you be the judge…….here are the rules I laid down yesterday when I got through the disaster area, she calls her room……
1. When you are done eating something, put the wrapper/bag in the garbage.
2. If you are eating off a plate, when you are done, take it to the kitchen.
3. Take the cup from the night to the kitchen in the morning.
4. If you spill something let me know so I can clean it up!
5. If Daisy pees in your floor, let me know so I can clean it up!
6. Dirty clothes go in the basket.
7. Clean clothes go in the drawer. If you get it out looking for another shirt/shorts PUT it back in the drawer, NOT the floor.
8. If it falls off a hanger, hang it back up!
9. and the biggest one yet…..DO. NOT. LEAVE. FOOD. IN. YOUR. ROOM!!!!
Too hard? I didn’t think so.
I found out a few things yesterday as I cleaned that nasty room…..
1. Daisy not only shit in her closet, she pissed in there too!
2. Misty has bladder problems…..she leaks pee in the bed while she is sleeping. I thought she was dribbling urine, but now I know she is.
3. Miley, the kitten, could piss through the thick towel under her box.
4. I raised a PIG!!!!
5. That kid has too much stuff!!!
My vacuum cleaner hates me! It sounded like it was picking up rocks! The carpet cleaner, doesn’t like me much better. The part that holds the dirty water…….EWWWWWW!!!!! Kinda a yellowish, greenish, brownish water and it stunk worse than it looked!!!!! To be fair, her carpet is dark green, so that explains the greenish color. Her room was really dusty, that explains the brownish color. And I am sure I know the explanation for the yellowish color.
Little Miss is going to VBS with her grandparents, it is at night. WOOT!!! They leave around 4pm, and don’t get home til about 9pm. Peace and quiet!!! Of course Hubby has been home, so that kinda spoils my peaceful time. I love my husband, really I do, but……sometimes I just want to sit in peace and read my blogs, PLURK, watch TV, or just be by myself. I relish the time I have in the morning before Little Miss gets up. In fact I don’t go outside for as long as possible. If I go out or let the dogs out, MIL sees me and she will call or come over. And if the hellions are there, well, you know they come over and wake up Little Miss. SO the dogs can cross their legs and wait for a few.
Last night hubby got up and went to bed early, I turned on the computer. I hadn’t read my blogs yet and wanted to catch up. I no more than turned it on and got on the first blog and here he came back. I know he wanted me to turn off the computer and just look at him, but I didn’t! I kept right on reading and commenting. He did his whole sighing thing and threw in a grunt or two. I asked him if he was OK. He said he was. I could feel him boring a hole in my head, I ignored him. I asked him if something was wrong, he said everything was fine. He swapped my TV show, I said nothing. After about an hour, he got up and went to bed without a word. I know he was mad that I didn’t get off the computer.
What is the difference between him going on the computer and looking at his 2 favorite rock station sites and then going on EBay and staying on the computer for a couple of hours and me reading and commenting for a couple of hours? I hit way more sites in way less time. I don’t sigh when he is looking at the thongs on TAK or Rocket. I don’t say a word if he looks at motorcycles for hours on end. I get up and look when he wants to show me something, I even fake interest! I was on a page with the picture of the cutest baby, I showed it to him, he said cute. Then he sighed! I hate that sigh! It’s his I am pissed off about something sigh!
On to the toes!!!!!! Last night Little Miss was in her room and she started banging on the wall, it is her way of getting mom to come to her room. Hubby was in the bed, so I was trying to get there quick, before she managed to wake up grumpy butt. I went down the hall to fast and I ran in to this…..
I rammed 4 toes in to it. I damn near puked in the hall. I couldn’t put weight on my foot. I went to bed with 4 pounding toes and the end of my foot was hurting too. My best guess, 3-4 broken toes…. I am fairly sure that 2 are anyway! And maybe that bone at the bottom of my toes. I shall suffer through. No sympathy from Little Miss! None from Hubby who got up right after it happened!
I can walk on it slowly and painfully. I have to clean the office tonight, so that should be fun!
I let Little Miss stay up by herself last night. Can you say mistake? She never came in my room, but…. She was in the kitchen prowling around, she was in the living room with the dogs and I could hear her every word. Even the SSSSHHHHH, to the dog in the pen wagging her tail. I was up for awhile listening to her. I am not sure what time she actually went to sleep, I know it was LATE!!!
Yes, the dog in the pen is Daisy. Hubby has decided she must be crated again. And that she shouldn’t spend the whole day outside. Seems she keeps wrapping the cable around her legs. Around the back leg and then she limps around on it. Around the front leg and it leaves cable marks. I say she is doing it on purpose, she knows how to get back in the house. PITY!!!
Hubby just called, he is mad. I am pissed. He is mad at work and I am pissed at him. I hope he is tired and he will get over it. He is mad because the company is going to govern his truck back to 64 mph. He can run 75mph now. He runs the Interstate a lot and that is the speed limit. He says his truck is getting 5.25 mpg now and if they turn it back it won’t get 4 mpg. And where it is taking him 5 hours to get back from Nashville with cement, it will take him at least 6 hours when they turn it back. He wants to find another job! He says he will wait til after my doctor’s appointment on the 25th, but then he is going to look for another job.
Here’s my gripe………who the fuck cares how many miles per gallon his truck gets? I am not paying for his fuel! Who gives a flying rat’s ass if it takes him an hour longer to get the damn cement? Can you say OVERTIME!!!! Where the hell is he going to find a job driving that pays as well as this company? I mean he doesn’t make a fortune, but most driving jobs only pay 8 bucks an hour, local haul or 23 cents a mile, for over the road! We went the over the road route before….it doesn’t work for us, he doesn’t like being away from home. And we sure as hell can’t make it on 8 bucks an hour! We are barely making it on his pay now!!! I hope he is just tired and ill!!! Maybe he will come to his senses before he does something stupid! He likes his job and most of the people he works with.
Granted, the company is on a money saving kick. They took away uniforms, they took away the monthly safety bonus, among a few other small things. You know the bosses can’t provide breakfast for the workers for no reason, no BBQs just because they want one, small things. And the boss has a fund to use for whatever he wants to and he still does the grilling from time to time. And I know Hardee’s biscuits are still being brought in! And the safety bonus….The boss drew names out of a hat, 3 names, usually the same names…..His son, the lazy driver and the dingbat! And anyone who happened to be injured during the month, name still in the hat. That is a great incentive to not get hurt on the job! One winner…..dropped blocks on his foot and broke 3 toes, that month he was the top winner of $150. Hubby won it, when he was down in his back! It was a screwed up system anyway. And the uniforms…..not exactly taken away, just changed suppliers and the workers would be getting screwed. Lost clothes, the employee had to buy more. Weekly cleaning service, only if all employees did it. It was a screwy deal.
I guess I should go…I am going to try and get The Boys room clean today! That is the source for so many odors! And not just the dog smells….. GROSS! Wish me luck, I warned him , I hope I don’t find anything I don’t want to know about! He is 18 after all. And after walking in on him that one time *shudders at the memory of it all* I fear what I will find. I still can’t walk down the hall without letting him know I am coming! *Can’t block the memory* The hellion is at mammaw’s so Little Miss should be entertained once she gets up. So until next time….
HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!!!!!!!!!!!
