Yes, go back and read the first post of 2011 - now guess what happened today the last day of 2011. You betcha - Captain Tightwad (frankly by now he should be Major General by now) is STILL bitching to me about the money I spend. Today's topic? Let's just document our day thus far shall we?
Of course I am the one up and on the move because my four-legged children needed out and breakfast - so that tended. I made tea, and a piece of toast flipped through the TV and went back to reading about Julia Child's life in France. (first book bought for the Kindle, My Life in France by Julia Child - and some other guy)... interesting; a great deal of French to wade through and if I'm not careful it makes me hungry. ANY way - up quiet, everyone is equal parts empty and full - and I hear that my Zen is about to be pierced by the up and moving Bubba. So he's up he's moving he's complaining. My house is a mess - and here we go. We are having the neighbors over for New Year's Eve board games (yes Power Grid) and to ring in the new year.
Now as I worked over night Thursday and was done with my day about 11AM Friday - with sleep and breakfast - I went shopping - prepare in about 10 days or so for the blow out about that little dance through VA with wine and goodies. Now I did get my Kindle cover for half the price of the one I ordered on Amazon - no light though - but I have one. Reading light that is. I got crackers and goodies and such at Target and Trader Joe's- of course I got wine! He has a new red wine air-rater he wanted to play with - 2 bottle of 3 buck chuck isn't a big deal. I also got two desserts as we're going out to dinner early 6PM tonight - I thought it would be nice to have a dessert or something to offer besides Christmas cookies that everyone else is tired of. I am defrosting the mousse cake in the fridge and stupid me left it up front where Captain Obvious can see it. Let round two of the bitching begin (more on that later). I have also planned my meals for New Year's Day, and the rest of my week, go all that shopping tended and was home by 2:30 PM Friday.
I also picked up all the stuff I had left laying around the house from our dump it all here Christmas, froze candy for next year, tossed away boxes, fought with the dryer then left that for Bubba, cleaned my kitchen, cleaned out the bottom two shelves of my large closet - full of plastic bags and crap and once again I was not merciful and tossed away crap that was boxed up when Nana was here post surgery and did round 1 for me. It is very nice - of course Idiot Bubba said I still needed to throw away 3/4's of the stuff in there. I am not going there. This is all wine glasses, entertaining stuff from my Grandmother, cook books and kitchen linens. Oh yeah and plastic shopping bags that will now cost us 5 cents a piece from the freaking store! thank you idiots of Montgomery County Maryland - I have reusable bags in every car. I will carry crap out before I pay for a bag - but that is just me.
Any who --- I got all that done, I finished folding clothes, and generally had things put together. Bubba came home early from work on Friday we went out to dinner and it was a nice. He watched TV I read - typical night at the homestead.
As I started to document this morning - he's now up and moving and of course spouting off how the house is a mess and I need to get moving and get things done. I asked him if his hands were broken - I got the joking I'm supervising comment - and between you and me - he nearly died right then and there. I managed to get things together, WE went through the mail that had sat for 3 days because if I don't sort through it after he's reviewed it all it sits --- forever or until he can't stack the pile any higher. So sort through that - toss that into the seriously full paper recycle bin, I mistakenly laid down something on my way to answer the call of "what the F is this?" and as I moved to deal with issue A - I got yelled at about the thing I laid down to deal with the first thing - and I responded to the second question with my usual, grace and quiet manner by shouting at the top of my voice that in spite of best efforts I cannot be in two places and the same damn time and when I finish dealing with issue A I will pick up said issue B and complete my journey with it. Its like putting something on the stairs to go up stairs with you the next time you go - but at that moment you're not headed in that direction. Bubba doesn't not get this concept probably because he doesn't pick up anything but a fork and his bottom half of his lazy boy chair.
And screw it I'm not ending the year this way.. stay tuned for a New Year's update.
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