I'm fucking tired. We've switched "shifts" with the girls in order to night wean D - I do the bedtime to 6am stuff now. She's doing really well, except for deciding that she wants to be up at 5am now. T has now joined in that party. Thankfully, khoos jumps in when I need her. T normally sleeps through the night. But lately she's been waking up and wanting to be cuddled back to sleep. Neither of us have the energy for it.
On to the "are you fucking kidding me?" news department...
Went to my old house, which may actually be finally sold on Friday, to turn the water back on so we can get the inspections done for the Certificate of Occupancy. I get there, my cunt of an ex-wife hadn't shoveled the driveway, then we get inside to find that the heater for the downstairs isn't working, and the company the bank sent in to winterize it did a shitty job, which caused a pipe to freeze and burst. Turned the water on, here rushing water and flooded the downstairs bathroom. Woo hoo! Call the ex and told her she'd on the hook for several hundred dollars. She took that well since it was two days after I screamed at her for not getting the driveway shoveled. That conversation:
Me: "Get someone over to shovel the driveway out now! You've got three fucking things to do with that house, and you can't fucking do any of them!"
Fucked if I'm paying for anything more than the plumber's materials. I've got to rip the wall open, help him repair the pipe, then drywall the hole.
Thankfully, I have an awesome woman by my side.
On to the "are you fucking kidding me?" news department...
Went to my old house, which may actually be finally sold on Friday, to turn the water back on so we can get the inspections done for the Certificate of Occupancy. I get there, my cunt of an ex-wife hadn't shoveled the driveway, then we get inside to find that the heater for the downstairs isn't working, and the company the bank sent in to winterize it did a shitty job, which caused a pipe to freeze and burst. Turned the water on, here rushing water and flooded the downstairs bathroom. Woo hoo! Call the ex and told her she'd on the hook for several hundred dollars. She took that well since it was two days after I screamed at her for not getting the driveway shoveled. That conversation:
Me: "Get someone over to shovel the driveway out now! You've got three fucking things to do with that house, and you can't fucking do any of them!"

Fucked if I'm paying for anything more than the plumber's materials. I've got to rip the wall open, help him repair the pipe, then drywall the hole.
Thankfully, I have an awesome woman by my side.
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And a good woman is definitely a huge help when it comes to stress.