Its always something

Today has been quiet, I went into work way too early, did my busy work, there were 4 people in the office today, and there just isn't a whole lot going on. This is the calm before the craziness of another delivery cycle.

Although my work day ended with a little spice, apparently lead code jockey guy in Huntsville wanted to discuss and issue, and the boss man kept shutting him down. Now considering that said lead code jockey is the boss's go to man...we here in the wilds of DC see a pot on simmer with explosion potential. This could be fun to watch... from a far.

Then it was a very quiet night, Bubba managed to get home at 9:40 PM, I cooked and ate dinner without him. Frankly we're going to do that more and more - tired of eating so late then getting to enjoy it a second, third and fourth time in the night. I going to take stock in Tums soon.

Any who... mistakenly asked if his royal highness could make it home in time to deal with pups as I'd like to go to a meeting Thursday before my trip in the wilds of Indiana. Well of course that set off the entire "you're doing too much lodge crap" rant number 674. Things around the house aren't getting done, such as the deck needs cleaned and repainted. OK I'm doing to do that alone on a Wednesday night waiting for your lilly white fanny to come home. Think again skippy.

And you're leaving this weekend, so that's out regardless of what I've got cooking. Next weekend is out because you won't get home until late Friday and by the time you get moving I'll be heading to middle America... yes for Lodge crap. One trip - you'd think I'd rented a room in NYC and invited 200 strangers to order room service. Seriously. Then I'm gone every Monday night. BFD. It's not like he goes hungry has to do his own laundry/dishes/ lift a freaking finger... what the F isn't getting done to your royal satisfaction. He can't answer that question -- which makes me even more nuts.

I manage to cook, pick up, do laundry, tend to pups and other general issues while having my Monday nights booked and the occasional Thursday night. This week is exceptional because we've got a big meeting coming up the girls need the practice time. I like doing with the girls - it's frankly dealing with him is the biggest hassle with all this. Seriously.

I keep threatening to keep a list - perhaps that isn't such a bad idea. Mr. "It ain't getting done" can add his helpful suggestions and then I can tell him where to put them. This boys and girls is what makes a marriage strong - the restraints that bind you together and the goal to chew through them before die. (Its good to have goals.) ;-)

Its a pissing contest of wills and frankly I just refuse to make a puddle and walk around the one that is there. Too much work otherwise. This issue will continue until I stop doing anything outside of my house -and when that day arrives I give it 2 weeks before I'm on the roof with his shotgun shouting things to the camera man like "It's @#$%^ CLEAN AND if I don't get out of this house now and talk to another PERSON who an actually CARRY ON a conversation outside of the male pattern grunts and clicks the husband's car gets it - AND his credit card while I'm at it... take me to the mall. " Film at 11.

But you see I know this - therefore I will continue with outside activities that are not work related, and I will not be on the roof of my home shooting out my husband's windshield and telling him via "Action News" that he can wash his own bunched undies.

So in closing --- 1) girls, have outside activities with other women so you can have pressure release valve, 2) when he can't come up with some arcane idiotic reason why you need to be home go out and enjoy worry free and 3) when all else fails talk to him from the moment he walks in the door until he lays his weary head down at night... when he asks for some peace and quiet - go out. Trust me.

OH and boys - little tip for you all... when your wife has spent 90 minutes getting her nails, toes and eyebrows done... your only comment cannot be "it's red." Explaining that pan shaped mark on your face won't be easy to married male co-workers. Trust Aunt Ing - she has the wisdom of the ages.



OH - quick update - used the line about sleeping in the dog's crates when asked (From the other room) what I was doing in the room that contained the dog crates and the computer... anyone want to guess the response? We'll make it easy - happy or cranky.



People if you picked anything but cranky you aren't following along closely enough. Go back and study up on Bubba 101, emotions (2) cranky and happy. Happy is about 10% of our week. Really people why do I document all this? (yeah yeah no roof, gun, film at 11... whatever)