Our 5 year anniversary was yesterday. Yep, five years. My how time doth fly!
We went out to Red Lobster for lunch, and then came home to wait for the food. Food should be here between 2 and 4. Food called at 10 after 4 to say if it wasn’t here yet it would be soon. Food got here at 5.
My dad came in around 5 to ask if I was making burgers for dinner. I said no, mom said she was making burgers for dinner. He asks mom (who is sleeping) and she gets uppity and tells him to sit back down she will go make dinner. (I skipped some stuff, but you get the gist). She goes to make dinner. We get dressed. Everyone but me eats dinner (I did not want a burger, no one cut salad) and we get the boys dressed and we go out. We went to Bed Bath & Beyond. D fell asleep 5 minutes after we get in the car, so we wake his ass up once we are there (a 5 or 10 minute drive) and put him in the stroller. Chai throws a fit b/c D is in the umbrella stroller. D is willing to get out of said stroller if he can push it (he is awake by now, C is screaming his head off in the store) but now C wants to push it and does not want D in it. I tell Fish to find what he needs and I take E, C & D (who is pushing the stroller) out to the car and we wait for Fish. This has pissed me off to no end.
We start to head south on Uni, I decide to go to Jamba and get a drink. Then we start south again, and wind up at Uncle Sams. (I had asked if we threw out all the funky hair dye, and we did, so Fish says Uncle Sams it is) I do not get dye. We leave after a few minutes. We peek in at Rockabilly tattoo who consolidated two shops into one and got a new space. It is huge, and is really nice except for the flash all over the walls.
We head north, wind p at Linens N Things to look at N Things. I got a new kitchenaid brand grater (like at the restaurants, for my parmesan so we can have it fresh grated). Then we went home.
Yes, that was our anniversary. Oh! We went to the post in the morning too, I had some gifty’s to mail out.
Today I went and got my hair cut (chopped) off and we went to Denny’s for breakki. Then we came home.
I’m doing laundry. I have a ton of it. I just got out one load from the dryer, put another in and put my diapers and a couple of pairs of pants in to be washed. I still have two baskets full (like, 4 loads) plus some towels.
On Monday I did not do my normal Monday cleaning. All our kids mess was picked up (thank you Fishie for doing that for me) but I didn’t fix the couch, sweep, pick other peoples stuff up, etc.. Last time I swept was Thursday. I swept everything. It’s a fucking sty again. Fuck em. I’ll excuse my mom. My dad cleaned Sun night. The two 13 y/o’s in the house trashed it. Again.
I’ll stick to trying to keep the kitchen cleaned enough I am happy to cook in it, and keeping our stuff put away and I guess that will have to be good enough. I just can’t spend my Sat, Sun AND Mon cleaning up after them. If they wont respect me as their sister, insist I am not their mother and can’t tell them what to do, then I don’t have to clean up after them like I was their mother or pick up after them as a favour as a sister. I am not their everything and I certainly will not be treated like slave labour either.
