Yes finally it's Friday... and boy what a week it has been - I managed to get through Thursday at work without another 'talk' and not ticking off a co worker... bully for me. I still have the rest of Friday to get through and thankfully most folks are out today so that potential for continued stupidity is limited.
Last night Bubba came home, announced parental units would not be visiting, apparently Dad had a Flag Day thing with the VFW he either forgot about or couldn't get out of... bully for me. Of course the ever generous Bubba volunteered to take my car in for an oil change Saturday - which he promptly forgot about when he announced he was going to the Gun Show with my former office mate's hubby... so... we are dropping it off Friday night - he will pay via phone, then post busy day go pick it up - which you may have noticed leaves me sans auto for Saturday. Now you may ask that why don't you just sit and wait for it Aunt Ing - it's just an oil change. Well it's also a tire rotation, and 15K mile check... AND I have other places to be on Saturday... like the girl's group at the lodge all freaking day Saturday.
So now I must bum a ride to and from the venue because my husband is an idiot. I hold firm to the fact that because I don't yell, scream, and generally melt down when this kind of Bubba thinking tosses a complete and utter FUBAR into my life that the big guy upstairs will remember those pluses and maybe delete a minus in appreciation of my restraint. Probably not - but hope springs eternal. And that is all I am going to say about that because unlike Forrest Gump - Aunt Ing would continue with a series of four letters works punched up with the words idiot - husband - dork and other such unkind things one should not publish publicly. It won't help the defense lawyers when he turns up missing... never to return from his 'gun' show...
But I digress...
Work today will be quiet - as Fridays are want to be here, I must unfortunately work an entire day instead of my usual shortened Friday which I have so come to enjoy. I have a list of things I need to get done which will make life difficult - as Bubba the cranky will be home early to mow the lawn, then he wants to go out to dinner. Which will be nice but... to someone limited in her carb grams per day there is a challenge there.. but I will be all right.
I have to document this exchange with my darling husband last night, he informed me earlier in the week that he would be working late Thursday and Friday nights. Fine. I was starving when I got home yesterday so I did dinner and ate - again going on the current information he'd be home late. He arrived home not that late (surprise!) and he starts with did I dig up the designers name up to get the name of the curtain guy because we can't find the little connector thingy--- he STARTS with that - because you know I have nothing else to think about for the next two weeks!!! Then he goes on and on with this mundane list of BS he feels is oh so important to which I think rolls so far down my list of important crap I need to deal with - he's highly offended by my reaction to put his stuff on the back burner... sincerely. Pumpkin - you're shit is SO far down my to do list - it doesn't rate being on the list... grab a clue. OR better yet - do it yourself.
UPDATE!! Surgeon just called - insurance has approved the surgery... it's happening boys and girls. Aunt Ing is officially terrified. Pray for me. Last thing gall bladder ultrasound on Monday morning...
Signing off panic and mayhem in Maryland or Virginia depending upon the time of day....
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