ITS FRIDAY!!! Yes, boys and girls, Aunt Ing is working a 3-day week. The following two days will be filled with all sorts of fun stuff - let's discuss shall we?
First tomorrow holds a host of fun stuff - including a trip to the dealership as my new family truckster has an idiot light on... now according to the mechanic its a gas cap, exhaust redux kind of thing and I suspect that they will reset the light, tighten the freaking gas cap and we will move on with our day. Of course I will ask exactly the proper methodology in which to tighten said freaking gas cap thereby avoiding another visit and waste of my time... ahem. Now I will add that the light came on after THEY filled the tank, and after I did, it didn't go off - so who is in the wrong here? I digress.
After that bit of fun - I get to go home and wait for the bug guy because Bubba saw 2 ants and since he's paid for the extra bit of spritz I must now sit home and wait for him to spritz more to ensure Bubba feels like he's getting his money's worth. Now I should also point out to Bubba especially, that since the bug guys put the magic elixir in our chimney, and the attic we have see a serious drop in the stink bug population - no more nightly harvesting from the family room windows, the laundry room window and then flying about the lights while trying to enjoy the evenings boob-tube entertainments... frankly it's nice.
After the bug guy shows up (hopefully early) I will then bop down to the MVA, with reading material, and renew my driver's license. Yes I have waited until the last possible minute but this was easier to take the day off, schedule lots of things, and then get this done rather that tick away hours of leave waiting for a state bureaucrat to point click and take another bad picture of me.... well actually my last picture was pretty good so I kinda don't want a new one - plus I'm younger in that pic... ;-)
After that bit of fun - I have some time to myself, then I'm meeting friends for dinner, in VA. I planned this because I know Bubba does not have an ability to get home before 8 PM and by the time we go out it will be 9:30 before we get done and well who needs that kind of indigestion? Plus Bubba has to get home early Friday so we can go to our concert on time - with dinner in or out. Its all good.
Friday promises to be better, Bubba's car doesn't have to go in so one less thing, I have a massage schedule, working on a manicure appointment, plus the concert - oh and I don't have to go into work...
The weekend is also unplanned, although I am sure Bubba has some bazaar idea about weeding the back yard or something, my plans involve getting books moved and bouncing around whatever issue Major Crankypants will have his underpants in a bunch about....
Last night? He got overly grumpy and I do mean overly because the cleaning lady put the trash in the wrong bucket in the garage, and she moved his contact lens bottle. He needs a break, a day off and frankly some kind of doggie downer drug. Yeesh - unclench Bubba.
Later.
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