Personally, I don't trust that llama on the left. It looks like it's up to something. Or on something. I'm not sure which.
In a game of tug-o-war, I am the rope. Or that's how it feels. Child 1 needs this, but at the same time, child 4 needs this. Both need it at the same time. The fun part of this? They're all adults.
The fun part of them being adults? I get to tell them to deal with it themselves. It usually ticks someone off. Hey, I am one person. I have my own crap to deal with. Except when my eldest went into premature labor. I was more than happy to get involved with that. I had the grandsons for a bit while mama and daddy dealt with it. It ended with an adorable addition to the family.
Other fun things happened like the cat killed a mouse. Great. Too bad the mouse got away and died in an undisclosed area. The smell of decomposing mouse is a wonderful thing to smell while on the computer. On the plus side, the basement is getting cleaned as I try to hunt it down. It was starting to look like a Hoarders episode.
The grill caught fire. While making burgers, I lifted the lid and promptly felt like the marshmallow in a S'more. The rack was on fire. The lava rocks were on fire. The entire bottom of the grill was on fire. First, I tried to rescue the hockey pucks (formerly known as hamburgers). I shut off the gas and waited to see if the fire died down. If it did, then it was a gas leak. It didn't.
In fact, it burned for quite a while. Apparently it hasn't been cleaned in a long time, nor have the lava rocks been changed or anything else done to it. Checking the cleaning brush showed that it had no bristles, the blade at the edge was broken, etc. Basically, it was useless. This told me that the person in charge of taking care of it has been blowing it off. Three guesses who that is?
The one that stands out in this entire drama is DH. 2 weeks ago he was sent 3 hours away to help another area of his work. He will be gone until December 21st.
He showed up unexpectedly this past weekend.
1) I hate sudden changes to my plans.
2) I hate unannounced visits.
3) I hate it when I have the finances planned out for the payday period, and he screws it up without saying anything.
Making the best of it, I said it would be great if he could fix the de-icing line on the front of the house and refilled the portable k-1 container, since it was very heavy for me to lift when full. He said, "Yeah, I came home to see how you guys were, and to try to get a few things done before it gets cold."
Awesome. Those are the two biggest things that need to be done. He knows I hate heights. I get dizzy standing on a chair. Climbing a ladder to the roof was not something I was looking forward to, but that cable needs to be put on correctly before the ice starts and dams up under the roof edge. Niagara Falls in the living room, while fascinating to watch at times, is not on my list of things to do to fix up the house. I'm pretty sure that water streaming from the living room ceiling is not the type of water feature house hunters are thinking of.
He kept leaving the toilet seat lid up (which he knows I hate) even after I told him that the Husky will drink from it, so it needs to stay down. This was one along with a few other things he knows annoys me, but several were done under the guise of "helping".
He left Monday. What did he do to help prepare for winter? Cleaned the grill, cut the grass, and the rest of the time he was catching up on his shows (His pc is set up to record them).
The portable K-1 container is still empty and the de-icing cable is still not fixed.
I do have to say his visit did serve a purpose. I learned two things:
1) I become very stressed when he is around.
2) I am happier when he is not here.
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