Tomorrow is going to be a fantastic day. Today, is gonna be bumpy and rough with lots of hard work. We're almost finished hanging the drywall in the shed we're converting to a spare bedroom. It's been rough, cranky work so far. The shed is crooked, and mickey moused, and altogether a pain in the arse. Not a single plumb line in the place. The corners aren't square, the windows are crooked, the door leans in quite a bit. Oh, and my father in law, who's been doing a good portion of the work, is the kind of fellow that has to finagle EVERYTHING. The king of mickey mouse reverse engineering. Very glad though, that the hard part is almost over. Once we finish hanging all the drywall, the fun stuff begins. Then I get to work, taping, mudding, painting. YAY! I'm really looking forward to getting my hands in some plaster and having a grand ole time.
In even better news, my in-laws are going home tomorrow. It's been two weeks, really ready to have my life settle down and my house go back to normal. Living in hyper vigilant mode is rough on my stress levels. I want to be able to relax again. And eat a steak if I want, and not have the vegan throw out my delicious roast beef gravy cause they're mad at the meat eaters breaking down and wanting some cow. And not have to hear about how gross and nasty meat looks, and how unappetizing it is. I don't bitch about their nasty tofu chorizo where they can here it. I don't mind eating veggies. I like a lot of them. I don't mind leaving meat out sometimes and cooking meatless dishes. I can't stand the vegan fake foods. You know, the I don't eat meat, but I really want a good bit of delicious pork sausage, so I'm gonna take some tofu, and season it, and pretend it's meat. And don't even get me started on the cheese.......yucky.
All in all though, we've survived, and managed to hold our tongue, and not bicker too much while they were here. And once they leave, we'll have a whole month and a half before they come back to move his sister up here. And a week after that, my parents will get here. Then hyper vigilance goes into over drive. Daddy Dearest and I don't exactly see eye to eye on oh so many things. It's his first time visiting our new house. And I can honestly say I'm surprised he's coming. I figured it would be years before he got over his anger at me moving and taking his grand-babies away enough to come visit. I'm hoping it's one more step in the slow reconciliation we've been working away at. Maybe, one of these days we'll actually come to understand each other, and even get along. I hold out hope.
OK, enough bitching, now back to our regularly scheduled programming. Off to work!
In even better news, my in-laws are going home tomorrow. It's been two weeks, really ready to have my life settle down and my house go back to normal. Living in hyper vigilant mode is rough on my stress levels. I want to be able to relax again. And eat a steak if I want, and not have the vegan throw out my delicious roast beef gravy cause they're mad at the meat eaters breaking down and wanting some cow. And not have to hear about how gross and nasty meat looks, and how unappetizing it is. I don't bitch about their nasty tofu chorizo where they can here it. I don't mind eating veggies. I like a lot of them. I don't mind leaving meat out sometimes and cooking meatless dishes. I can't stand the vegan fake foods. You know, the I don't eat meat, but I really want a good bit of delicious pork sausage, so I'm gonna take some tofu, and season it, and pretend it's meat. And don't even get me started on the cheese.......yucky.
All in all though, we've survived, and managed to hold our tongue, and not bicker too much while they were here. And once they leave, we'll have a whole month and a half before they come back to move his sister up here. And a week after that, my parents will get here. Then hyper vigilance goes into over drive. Daddy Dearest and I don't exactly see eye to eye on oh so many things. It's his first time visiting our new house. And I can honestly say I'm surprised he's coming. I figured it would be years before he got over his anger at me moving and taking his grand-babies away enough to come visit. I'm hoping it's one more step in the slow reconciliation we've been working away at. Maybe, one of these days we'll actually come to understand each other, and even get along. I hold out hope.
OK, enough bitching, now back to our regularly scheduled programming. Off to work!