It is possible to be extremely grateful and extremely resentful of the same thing. What could I possibly be talking about? Well, I'm talking about Vic's job. Vic runs a 911 center. They are currently short one employee which doesn't sound like a lot but, when its a small department and you cover 24/7, it is. He also has one employee out on short term medical leave. Add in the fact that they are under orders to cut all overtime except what is absolutely necessary due to the economy and Vic's schedule SUCKS. Until they get another employee hired (please God let this one work out), Vic will be working 2 pm until 2 am Monday through Thursday. This will probably last at least a couple of months. Sucks, Sucks, Sucks. But, thank God Vic has a secure job.
I could be perfectly content if I never, ever had to do housework again in my life (pffft...like that will ever happen). I have so many things I would like to occupy myself with and I keep having to interrupt them for mundane activities like laundry and meals and stuff. Does anyone understand why kids think they need clothes to wear and food to eat on a semi- regular basis?
Staying up until 2 am when you have to get kids up for school at 6am is a really fucking stupid idea. Why was I up at 2 am? Well, refer to the first paragraph that talks about Vic's work schedule. I find it extremely difficult to make myself go to bed on time when Vic isn't home. So, last night I was watching Hell's Kitchen online and working on my latest crochet project. Guess I better figure out how to get myself to bed on time if Vic's schedule is going to be screwed up for a while.
I have had it confirmed that I can not do anything with restraint. I was starting seeds for a vegetable garden and here is what I planted...chives, beefsteak tomatoes, yellow bell peppers, green bell peppers, corn, zucchini, grand rapids lettuce, buttercrunch lettuce, yellow squash, butternut squash, peas, stringless green beans, watermelon, cantaloupe, pumpkin, and some random squash seeds I had saved from earlier this year. If even half of it grows, we will be buried with vegetables. Thank God Vic knows someone we can borrow a tiller from. I wouldn't want to have to dig a garden that big with a shovel.
Just because you got to the Sears parts website and enter the make and model of the mower you have and order the replacement piece that way does NOT mean the fucking part will fit. The stupid damned cord is about 6 frakking inches too long which means my damned lawn mower still doesn't work.
Have you learned anything interesting lately?