Well where do I start...it's Tuesday. Ugh...it's Tuesday. It all started off a good day. Got school done in a good amount of time, got dressed, headed to the commissary, came home, had lunch, forgot we had a WIC apt so got there about 10 minutes late, but all was good there. Left there and went and signed the boys up for Basketball, then headed over and dropped Jacob off at SAS (School Age Services so he could hang out and play), came home made brownies for a new mom, then it happened. My oh so wonderful husband who obviously thinks I'm an idiot left paint in the boys playroom. Now he painted that room early in my pregnancy earlier this year...a very beautiful green. This paint is NOT high quality trust me...it's junk, but the Military gives it to us for free to painte the rooms so beggers can't be choosers you could say. So...does the genius take the left over paint and put it up...oh no he leaves it IN the playroom. I told him time and time again to take it out of there, but of course Chad doesn't. So today Jack spills it all over their carpet. I was fuming. I was mostly angry with Chad for being so ignorant to leave it up here (which of course after this amount of time I'd forgotten about!) and upset with Jack for messing with it. He came out and said the bucket had a crack in it...yeah if you call the lid coming off a crack! A HUGE pile/puddle of it. So I started cleaning that mess up, all the while calling Chad on his cell to thank him for being so well...him!
I called my friend Bobbie who has a steam cleaner after I got the majority of it cleaned up to see if I could use it to get the rest of it up. She went and got Jacob from SAS for me, and then we all met at the park. From the park we went to her place and she gave me her steam cleaner to use. I used it after we had dinner, it picked up most of it from what I can tell. I just used plain hot water, and tomorrow I'll try it with some solution in it, I think/hope it'll get the rest of it. I'm just flabbergasted at all of it. Of course these things ONLY happen when Chad's gone. IF I didn't mention it...he's at school this week a little over an hour away.
Sometimes let me tell you being an Army wife is simply no fun and sometimes neither is being a mom. I just feel spent right now.
Chad's mom is having some heart issue's and actually had surgery last week and did anyone call us? Nope! I got an email from her last night asking to have Chad call her. Of course he can't since all he has is the cell phone, so I called and talked to my FIL who after having to drag it out of him, tells me they did the ballon and tried to but a stent in, but it wouldn't work, and that one artery is still clogged. I'm just furious at them for pulling this junk. I've told my mil to get an international calling card so if they need to call she can and it won't cost an arm and a leg (we are getting vonage and we obviously need to get it ASAP), but someone could have called us and we could have called right back so it'd have been only a 1 minute charge for them. I'm just bewildered, because they'd be absolutely furious if we didn't tell them of something serious like this. I'm not a huge fan of my inlaws, but come on now. Chad IS home right now and the kids are all here and we're civil with each other. I can hold a decent conversation with them. I just don't get it at all. At all. My mil has other health issue's, a lung disease that's incurable..unless they got a different dx, but of course she still lets her husband smoke (chain smoker to the max at that) around her, and she's always had asthma too...the only cure for her lung disease is a lung transplant, but with her living with a heavy smoker I don't think she'd even qualify for the transplant list. Chad's beyond disgusted with that particular one.
Well...as you can see I'm back! Missed me huh? Drama...too much drama I tell you.
Ok...I've got to get!