Hi all! How was everyone's weekend? Did anyone celebrate the 4th? We had a family picnic on Saturday and saw some fireworks, but that event is never on the 4th b/c the town we go to is celebrating Old Home Week. They do a week long deal, and end with fireworks. They also don't want to compete with the bigger towns so they never have it on the 4th. On the 4th we'll stay home and hang out. Then the 7th we'll do our own fireworks. DH bought a ton. And he invited pretty much anyone he talked to. The last 2 years nobody has come, this year EVERYBODY is coming. He made no plans to feed anyone, or where they would sit or even that it was his mother's anniversary and she didn't want it at her house which is where we always do it. Yeah it's a nice mess that I have to figure out b/c my husband has no sense of hospitality or what will be expected. It drives me nuts.
My kids started in fighting as soon as thier eyes opened today. My head is screaming. I have the day off, tomarrow is my first day back since vacation, I had hoped to clean, but I am tired of cleaning. It's constant. And NOBDOY helps.
I cleaned out the van from vacation on Friday. Washed ALL the clothes in the suitcases. Saturday I said to my husband, I'll clean the fridge (which was super nasty) and go get groceries, if you clean out the camper and bring all the stuff in so I can put it away. So I cleaned the fridge (we're talking a full scrub down with all the drawers being pulled out), did the dishes, scrubbed the sink and counters, made a grocery list and he brought me 1 box from the camper. I went to the grocery store, came home, cleaned, chopped and peeled, carrots, celery, cucumbers, and water melon. Put it all in baggies for easy access.
Later I said where are all the shoes...in the camper, where are the folding chairs...in the camper...where are the flashlights...in the camper. I was so mad. It seriously was a 10 minute job and he couldn't do it.
We worked on my chicken coop yesterday. He pounded in 4 posts, this took him like 3 hours b/c he fixed the tractor twice, would bring 1 post from across teh road them have to go look for another, then have to go find the third and stop to talk to his dad in between. Then he says ok I worked on your coop I need to go help my dad fix the truck. Fine. I said ok what can I do to speed along teh chicken coop. He had me dig a trench all the way around the fence line to bury the bottom of it to discourage anything from digging under. So I spent a solid 2 hours NON STOP ripping up weeds which are as tall as me and digging a ditch. I had to clear the weeds before I could do teh digging b/c they were so thick I couldn't get to the ground. I am really frustrated. I don't understand why he can't just finish it and I'd get off his case.
OH and they garage effed up DH's truck and it needs a transmission, my printer died my microwave died, the AC unit in the back of my van quit working on vacation and teh wheels are now making a weird noise and we only averaged 17 mpg instead of the usual 24. I am gonna have a break down.