Dang! My son posted a hot topic on his post this morning - and I must admit that I agree with him. I even had to go to the post that he was referring to - and I think some of the comments had been deleted, but I got the jest of it for sure. Before family members are brought into discussions - whether for or against - it definiely needs to be asked the question - is this useful? I better ask them just to be sure. DUH.
Excellent response by the daughter-in-law for sure.
Today is Friday and I am so glad. I haven't gotten minutes done like I had planned this week, but I just couldn't focus. I have so much going on about me - packing, constant interruptions, the dog, breakfast, lunch, dinner... after awhile it all runs together. I've been sitting here for an hour and a half and have barely gotten through emails from the office.
But I do need to work on these minutes today. I shuold. I ought to.
We move this weekend. Bittersweet thought. Now that it's here, I'm anxious to get it over with and then to be left alone. What I mean is, I know we are going to have people all around us for the next few days, helping with packing/moving and all that. It's going to be crazy, chaotic, and busy. It means long days and busy days. It means poor Sheeba has to stay in her crate while all this is going on so she doesn't get in the way. Or run off when the doors are open.
The weekend/week of dread.
I like being alone. I mean, I love having family around me, I really do. I love having friends over. But, basically, I am a loner. Well, actuallyy, maybe I'm not really a loer.... it's just being with hubby 24 x 7 that I have started going a little insane with his constant interruptions and even with his hearing aids, having selective hearing. I still have to repeat myself most times 2-4 times. No exaggeration. Just now, he walked into my room, I saw the pool guy had pulled up so I commented to hubby the pool guy was here. What? Bob, the pool guy is here. What? BOB. THE POOL GUY IS HERE. Oh, well, I put his check out there already.
Whatever. And he wonders why I don't want to talk to him. I told him before he got the hearing aids that if he didn't get them, I would quit talking to him because I'm tired of yelling it three-four times. Now the TV gets turned up way too loud for me - and he is still wearing his hearing aids. What is wrong with this picture. Anyone know some good earplugs that will stop that noise? My brother told me about some his wife used - and they were fairly expensive, but I think I am going to go ahead and order them. I can't read when the TV is on because it's too loud. So I knit or crochet. But sometimes I'm in a good book and I want to read it. I want to get caught up in my reading again as I've gotten way behind.
And I need to stop adn get to work. I'm off work on Monday - plus we won't have itnernet until who knows when. Hopefully on Monday as I need to work on Tuesday. If not, I guess I go to my daughter's house to work for the day. That could be a good thing. It's nice and quiet there. :-)
Have a great weekend!n
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