…..makes momma grumbly, gripey and easy to rile! It’s weekend update time and it has been some LONG days. Let us start with Friday…..
I had my errands to run with The Boy. Went went to get insurance on his truck. I hate to get insurance. I have no tickets *thank God, I always look like I am innocent* and no accidents *By the luck of the Irish, not by my driving skills*, hubby has nothing left on his license *finally got that speeding ticket and accident off his record* and The Boy has that one accident, but the rates are high enough to choke a horse! Bare minimum because we have old cars and it still costs us a fortune. I understand The Boy is 18 and all, but please, I am the one that has to pay for it.
From there we went to the hospital and picked up the last MRI I had to get. Then The Boy had to go get string and a cup for his bow. Let’s just say it wasn’t a nice neighborhood and he left me in the car. I guess that was my fault, he said I’ll just be a minute. Lord, he is just like his daddy! His minutes are hours long. Did he park me in front of the store? Why no, he parked me off to the side next to what appeared to be a crack house! I have never been to a crack house, but I kept waiting for the crack heads to surround the car. Some rough looking “gentleman” was watching me from a broken window, I assume he was trying to decide if I was dangerous to his business. I have never been so glad to see that boy! I told him if I weren’t so happy to see him, I would’ve kicked his ass!
I thought he would be home for the rest of the day, why, I don’t know. I guess I figured he should rest. BAWHAHAHAHAHA!! We weren’t half way home and his phone was going off every other second. I swear he is more popular than the local crack dealer! I found out plans were being made. We were home for 5 minutes and a truck pulled up. Without one damn word, he crawled his ass into that truck and was out of here. No word on what he was going to do, no word on when he would be home, nothing. He ended up not coming home all night!
Little Miss went to the last day of VBS and then off to spend the night with grandma! I had a little Plurk peace before hubby got home.
Hubby got home late and we sat around like bumps on a log. He had to haul cement the next morning so we decided I would go with him and when we got back we would clean the office. He said we need to get in the bed early so we would get up early. Is 10:30 early when you are getting up at 4AM? I didn’t think so either. He did get up and go to bed a bit earlier, I was left to shower and such before I could crawl into bed. I guess I lost that early to bed part! It was a restless night, thunderstorms shook the house for a couple of hours and the dogs weren’t happy, so it was a long night
The alarm clock went off at 4am. There isn’t enough coffee to get me going after very few hours sleep. The kicker was I got up and started sucking coffee down like a mad woman and he laid in the bed. WTF!!!! I got up, why the hell can he lay in bed! He finally got up, turned on the TV, took a shower and then we finally left and hour late.
I know he does this almost everyday, I would lose what’s left of my mind! We went to the west side of Nashville. You know Nashville, pretty houses, nice things to look at! I was looking forward to seeing it! We left the plant and that had to be the most boring ride in the history of rides! All trees and interstate! I swear to you I got excited because I saw a Silo! I was looking for pretty scenery and all I got was a gripey man! Who the hell does he bitch to when I am not there? He started bitching as we left the gates and didn’t quit until we pulled back in the gates! Crappy drivers, bad roads, boring ride, hates his job, etc….
I must say, I was looking forward to Nashville and I was disappointed! I didn’t get pretty Nashville, I got industrial area Nashville. Not pretty! So it wasn’t worth the early morning and all the griping!
When we got back to the office, he had to unload the tanker, so I started cleaning without him. I started, I did it and I finished without him! I think he did it on purpose! He has pissed me off on more than one occasion over this little job. He took the job and now he blames me! He sweeps and mops….I on the other hand, dust and clean off desks in 2 offices, I dust and clean off desks in dispatch, I clean cabinets, a table, a microwave, a coffee pot, and a fridge in the break room, I clean 3 bathrooms, I clean a kitchenette, and I dust and wipe down tables and chairs in the lobby. I take out 11 bags of garbage! But he does the most work! According to him, he does 85% of the work! I said something about being tired and just doing a quick clean, wipe down counters and wipe the grease off sinks and take out garbage and he says that is what I do anyway. ASS!!!!
We came home and after he took an hour nap and I got nada in way of a nap, he decides we should lay a few block. I was tired, but I told him I would help, I mean all I do is stand there and say looks straight to me! Well, I was tired and my eyes were apparently crossed and he ended up with a dog legged line of block. I told him it looked good to ME, not that it was good. So now he asks me what it looks like and then says he doesn’t trust me and looks himself! Can they put me in jail if I kill him? I mean he is attempting to drive me crazy and I haven’t had much sleep! I would say at that point he was asking for it!
Little Miss came home in her usual jolly state of mind. BAWHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Bitching and griping at every turn! I will admit I was tired and not my usual calm and patient self! So when I was informed she was going to church with grandma and had to get up early, I pounced on the idea that she needed to go to bed early! I told her, TV off 10pm! I figure on being in the bed by 10:30. How many times am I disappointed when I figure on something? She went to sleep around 10:30 with more than a little griping but I figure sleep is sleep and I will not complain. I went to bed.
I almost dozed off and I heard whining. Almost a cry. It was Little Miss. At 11 she had woke up and was worried. About what I asked….. The house catching on fire!!!! What 8 year old needs to worry about that? It went from there to how would we get the animals out. I told her Misty and Bella would follow her out and I would grab Daisy and Socks. Did this ease her troubled mind, NO!!! She wanted to know how we would get the fish out! I said they were in water. She told me they would be cooked in a fire! I was thinking boiled but why add to her thoughts. After an hour of her rambling on about what ifs….. I lost it!!!! I am ashamed to say but I was tired and ill and ready to go to bed. I told her I would purchase her fireproof bubble in the morning and she could load it with all the animals and then she wouldn’t have to worry about anything! I screamed at my child to quit coming up with what ifs to worry about! She went to bed, not really feeling better about our escape plan. She finally went to sleep and I climbed my grumpy, tired ass to bed at 1:30!!!
Needless to say the annoying alarm clock is lucky to be alive after it went off at 7am! I had my first cup of coffee and went to get Little Miss up. OH, it was not pretty! She was tired, I was tired, she didn’t want to get up and I was already out of the bed and there was no way I was going to stay up by myself! I had decided if I had to flip her off the mattress, so be it, she was getting up! She finally crawled out of bed with many choice words for me. If I could have made them out, I guess I would have been mad, but they were under her breath and I couldn’t swear to exactly what they were, but I know it wasn’t pretty! We woke the grumpy boy up. I didn’t know he was home! It took him 5 seconds to go back to sleep after screeching for us to quiet down. I truly want to know who is the parent in this house! Me or them!!!!
Hubby got up right as Little Miss left, I swear he laid in the bed until he knew she was gone. He decided he would lay a few more block. After 4 he decided he didn’t want to lay block, he went back in the house. I took the opportunity to vacuum the pool while everyone *MIL* was gone. It really wasn’t bad. We have been having trouble with the pool foaming. Really it looked like a bad pour job on a beer. I knew it was getting air in the filter, but I couldn’t find the place it was getting in. When I started to get things together to vacuum the pool, I couldn’t find the end that fits in the skimmer. I looked everywhere! I was pissed, I mean who would steal a piece of hose? I looked everywhere! I called hubby over, he looked everywhere! He found the end…..in the skimmer basket! I apparently left it in the last time I vacuumed! It has been the cause of the air and the foam. To say I was treated like the biggest idiot in the world would be an understatement! I shall never live this one down!
Hubby went in to lay down for a nap, just a few minutes, FOUR hours later he got up!!!! I got a 20 nap, Little Miss came in from church and woke me up. She wanted to go swimming, I felt bad, I told her I would watch her from the shade. She wanted me on the deck. I have gotten to where I can’t take the heat. Not “OH, I am hot” can’t take the heat, but “I am roasting and I can’t breath” can’t take the heat. The longer I am in it the worse I feel and the longer it takes me to get over it! Does Little Miss care, NOOOOOOO, why should she, it is not like she feels bad or anything. So I sit out for about 30 minutes before she decides mom is no fun and she is ready to go in. The Boy has agreed to go swimming with her when he gets back home. He is more fun anyway. It took me 3 hours to get to feeling better!
All I wanted to do was go to bed early, but it is not meant to be. Little Miss was asleep by 11:30, I crawled in to bed, at 12 she was up again. She woke daddy up too by accident and he shooed her back to bed. I don’t know why she was up, I stayed in bed, unable to move. I listened for tears or yells, but she apparently went back to sleep fairly quickly. I was able to go off to sleep right before hubby’s alarm went off at 1am.
My alarm went off at 7am and I am still so tired! But I have kicked back a couple of cups of coffee and hopefully will manage to get through the day without too much excitement. No wait, hubby has already called and he is in the midst of a snit fit! Seems Baldy the boss man is fussing about the number of hours he has! I guess he is suppose to get cement every day and haul 4-5 loads of block and not get any OT!!! He goes in at 2am to get cement so he can be back for first rounds of block, then he hauls 4-5 loads of block and he is not the privileged one who gets close drops so he doesn’t get off until 5 or 6. I can only assume that he isn’t suppose to clock in to haul cement. The rest of the drivers are pulling in OT and only have 3-4 loads of block a day!!! He actually only had 5 hours more than one of the drivers! And it takes him 5 hours for a round trip to get cement! And he got 5 last week!!! Tell me how it is fair for him to get punished for hours and the rest get rewarded for fucking off!!!!!
And BJ apparently hurt his back over the weekend and now The Boy is doing his job of filling sand buckets on top of his job of getting mortar and shit together!!!! Hubby is having an all out SNIT fit!!!! He says BJ will get 10 hours to sit in the shop and text Bug all day. I think if he can’t do his job, he needs to stay at home! But I guess the boss’ son can get away with it!!!
Hubby is not a happy camper and if he isn’t happy, we all pay! He claims if he gets pissed off one more time, he is coming to the house. Lord, let everyone just leave him the hell alone! I have enough on my plate without worrying about him quitting his job. Not when I need the insurance for the doctor on Wednesday! I guess I should go for now, ,the dogs want out and I need to get busy Plurking cleaning and washing! So until tomorrow……
HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!!!
