Sunday

Yesterday:
I took my old phone and charger to my mom.
I took my new phone's UPC to my mom for rebates.
I got my brother to take some pictures of my belly.
My kids ate TONS of food at my parent's house - yogurt, ice cream, Popsicles, cereal, ramen noodles, grapes, cucumbers, AND snacks of crackers and cookies.
I watched the football game with my family.
Alabama won 53 to 7 - no surprise!
I watched part of the Auburn game after the 1 hour rain delay - Auburn won 41-30, but it wasn't easy for them!
Hubby placed 7th in his tournament and won a disc.
I cut hair out of the vacuum brush, but I didn't test it afterward.
I measured my tummy - 46".
I checked the mail.

Sunday:
Hang shirts in closet
Vacuum where star station TV was
Empty brown shelf
Fill up the movie rack
Move brown bookshelf to old star station TV spot


I'm a bit irritated today - honestly hubby's mom is rubbing my the wrong way. I think I'm just sick of all the pampering my kids get from their dad, my dad, and hubby's mom. These kids get WAY too much from these other people. It's like they get rewarded for doing nothing OR doing something undesirable. On top of that, I'm frustrated with how bad I know hubby's mood will be today.
Update - hubby woke up a little after 11. It is 1pm and he's asleep again. He got in a bad mood when he realized his mom was still doing her laundry, so he can't do his. He does seem to be getting sick - cough, headache, sore throat. And he is sore from yesterday's tournament.
At 3:30 he got back up...didn't really leave the bed till after 4. He's still pissed about the clothes thing. He wants to leave, but says he has nothing to wear. At 4:40 he finally got off his butt and took the trash out...and now he's smoking a cigarette while talking to the shirtless perv from across the street.
Now at 5:20 I'm approaching mood level "vile" - I am highly disgusted. Hubby is BACK in bed. Hubby's mom is touching the trash can and trash bag in the kitchen and emptying the dishwasher - she doesn't even bother washing her hands. That really makes me HATE the food I have to consume later! I know that she has to wonder why I wash and rinse my utensils and plates before I use them - well, it's because I don't want to die - I don't like foodbourne illness - I'm pregnant too. Call me a germaphobe, but I'll be the germaphobe without Ecoli!
Oh - the bank isn't letting hubby use his card...so no bills are getting paid. He is too down to call the bank (1-800 numbers usually work on the weekends). So cable could be cutoff anytime. Also his mom is demanding money - and he promised her at least $150. I guess that means we won't be paying storage or the credit cards after all. I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up about the check - I should have known it was too good to be true.

Tomorrow:
Sew cloth wipes
Put away folded towels/blankets/comforter
Rip paper towels for wipes
Fold paper towels for wipes
Clear off bedroom dresser
Pack blue fabric, 2 pairs breast pads, medicaid application, pretty paper for footprints, camera charger
Scan some pages in the Apple Tree workbook
Try out wipes solution in spray bottle & dilute if needed
Fill & organize craft tub
Fix shelves of white bookshelf to fit books
Empty book tub onto white or brown bookshelf
Use empty tub for clothes in my bottom drawer
Vacuum as much as possible - BR, LR, Kids room, hallway
Move star station TV to dining room
Paint my tummy
Take tummy pictures!
Clean & dust ottoman
Move ottoman to bedroom
Clear off dresser in living room
Move surelatch connectors on new car seat to rear-facing position
Clean the crib
Wipe down crib mattress
Put crib mattress in crib (after dry)
Enter coke rewards points
Label twins dresser drawers
Put hammer away in toolbox
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