He is now MAJOR Crankypants and he's starting to give me a rash! Monday evening with the temps soaring to the mid-80's Aunt Ing being the pampered princess that she is - turned on her Air Conditioner only to watch the temperature gauge begin a slow but steady climb up! Even I know that isn't a good thing, so turned off the a/c continued along and waiting for the gauge to go down...it did not. Minor panic begins but fear not our hero does have a brain - in spite of husband claims to the contrary ... she pulls off into the mall parking lot - under some shade. Turns off the car and calls Bubba. Of course he's helpful and concerned - right after the grump of being at work and the faintly annoyed tone of "what do you want me to do about it?"
But he does offer some suggestions things to look for, and the number to the mechanic. I already had the number, we arranged drop off and pick up - I missed my Ladies' meeting because he couldn't leave 20 minutes sooner than could have (remember this for later) but I get to the mechanic, I get home thanks to Bubba and now Wednesday it's fixed, it was minor and thank goodness is was cheap ~200 bucks or so. You may note the time line drop off car Monday night - pick up Wednesday night. That means 2 - count them - 2 mornings with Bubba - being driven to work because he can't get to my building. So we start the day with grumpy and Tuesday thanks to a meeting of mine and an interview of his and the linear nature of time. Meaning my meeting ran late - which means i was late picking his ass up - and of course he left he sitting there for another 10 minutes while he sauntered down from his office - then the grumped about me, the traffic and I guess life in general because frankly I quit listening.
He made his interview, whatever - bla bla bla - bottom line - he didn't bother to eat dinner - can I make him something? here eat this.
This morning he starts when his car wasn't leaving the garage correctly and frankly if it wasn't for the fact my car was in the shop and the endless whining I would have to listen to - I'd hit the gas instead of the breaks. Take two - we are on our way dump his fanny off and head into to work. Very quiet but I have some things to do we leave early enough to pickup my car and ahhh we are a two car family again. Bummer I have to be up and out the door before it's nature to be in a vertical position.
Now he is harping me about my 401K stuff - we need to move some stuff around to where it is written is frankly Greek to me - every time he brings it up I ask - can you tell me what this is? Yes I will help you - tonight I get I can't do it for you it's been sitting around just do it. so here I sit with the website up and ready and where is my CPA? Watching hockey and bitching at me. I'll get right on this dear it's been sitting here for a week waiting for your royal decree that you can interrupt your busy schedule to deal with this. Must be hell being you.
Blogus interruptus - we hit between hockey periods, he worked his numbers magic - I did my computer magic and in 30 minutes later we're done - he's happy and I'm wondering if I still have any pain meds left over from my surgery. All right I need a big glass of water and 15 minutes with my nose buried in a book.
Tomorrow is another day - enjoy the weather boys and girls.
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