Society for the Preservation of My Sanity

Well, this whole week-without-kids thing has been completely different than I had imagined it'd be.

We've been eating out a lot. That's o k a y, but not like wildly enjoyable. Mostly we've been eating out because we're both so pooped it's either starve or go get something. Sheesh!

You wanna know what we did Sunday? After they packed up and left us, left me bawling after the whole 3-minute crash course on what to do if they all die---then went speeding off down the road, waving happily?!?!?!?!

Well, it was close to 11am by then, but we both kinda needed a bit of a recoup period, so we just flopped in the living room and talked about what all we could do...or rather, Tommy talked about what we could do, and I'd then inform him of how I didn't feel like it. Guh.

We'd been rushing around like crazy since rolling out of bed about four hours earlier. I had splashed my face with water just to get my eyes open and merely dragged a brush through my hair and snapped a couple of barrettes into it to keep the bangs outta my face. I pulled on an old "work" t-shirt and a bleach-spotted pair of jeans. That was the extent of my attire. As for Tommy? I don't think he'd even combed his hair. He had on the shirt he'd worn when we took the boys out to eat the night before. Unbelievably, it didn't have food on it. He'd put on the same jeans, too, which wasn't a big deal considering he'd only had them on a little over an hour. Doing laundry is not my favorite thing, y'know. But it'd been nice if he had hung them up instead of just throwing them on the floor if he was going to wear them again. *sigh* He put on one of probably two pair of totally white socks then his paint-spotted light-camel colored suede boat shoes. The ones that all the boys grab anytime they need to run outside for a minute...in the mud, rain, snow, etc...

With this in mind..... we finally opted to just run over to Kay-Eff-See to pick up some chicken. Since we were doing the drive thru, nobody was going to doll-up, so we just jumped in the truck and left. Of course, as we pulled away, Tommy says, "You wanna go down to the lake and eat?"

Gah! It's quite a drive to the lake, first of all. Secondly, Karen was gonig to by coming by in a little while to discuss possible purchase of the Trep. Thirdly? WE LOOKED LIKE CRAP WITH A HEAPING SIDE OF CRAP!!!

Sheesh! So, I said how's about we just find somewhere closer with trees where we can hear birds?

Okay...so we drove to the other side of town to an area that's pretty wooded...it's near the County Extention Ofc...that's right across from the Eff-Bee-Eye Complex...which are both located behind the next couple of places I'll mention.

We pulled into the parking lot and Tommy says, "Duh! Why didn't we just go down to the pond at home?!?!" Sheesh! I agreed, so we drove on through the shopping center, where Tommy then says, "Heeeeeyyyyy, is Seers open today?!---I need to go in there..." I says fine, then I need to go in BeegLoots, which is right next door.

"Are you gonna go like that?" asks a very unwise Tommy. I say, "Why not? What are you trying to say? Besides, are YOU going to go like THAT?" To which he answers, "Well, I'm game if you are." And I reply, "Fine, but if we see anybody we know, I will slit your throat."

"Um, well, okay," says a nervous Tommy, "do you just wanna eat right here in the parking lot?!" Um....well, it's not like I haven't done that before...so.....we proceed to partake of our chicken dinner, FINALLY, in the parking lot at the shopping center.

Soon there's an old car that pulls into the space in front of us. And older man, probably close to 80, gets out. He's wearing a bright pink oxford shirt and slacks, a big watch and big rings. From the passenger side steps a woman close to the same age, probably a bit younger, wearing faded red peddal pushers that are a little too small, a sleeveless top with one of those metal-link belts at her waist, the ends of it hitting about her knees. Over that she has a sleeveless tunic. Her longish hair is tied back in a scarf. She has sparkly thongs on her feet (gasp! don't even GO there!!) She was quite thick in the middle and they were a funny site, so of course we began to analyze them.

I explained to Tommy that she was his mistress and was carrying his love child. You could tell he was a swinger by the pink shirt. Oh, and by those support undies wrapped around the car annena.

Um, yeah.

Anyhow...yes, we DID go into the stores all nasty and grody looking. Nobody knew us, thank the Lord. I bought a few goodies in BL, and Tommy bought NOTHING in Seers, PTL! ;) He did find out how to exchange a faulty tool, though.

So, that's how we spent that first evening, other than starting car-deal talk with Karen.

Which brings me to yesterday when WE SOLD THE TREP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOO &-a HOO!!!!

Yep. Tommy checked on the damage to her other vehichle and it was beyond repair unless she wanted to sink about 2K into it. GAH! So, she paid half down and will make payments on the rest. Corey's thrilled.

The Dee-Cee Crew are having a great time, it seems. Corey lost his 'net access after that first night. But we've been talking by phone when "free minutes" begin. Heh! He says he has tons of pix and I can't even begin to take in all the info he tries to give me.

He said he'd written a post like that second day, so we'll have to see what that's like when he gets back. Casey and the Grands are doing great too. Sounds like they will start heading back soon. Dad's got so many calls for work...well, it's getting critical. *sigh*

Anyhow, they're planning to be back sometime Sunday evening, so the trip isn't gonna last as long as they'd hoped or planned. But I can't wait to hear all the poop!! ;Þ

Since we got the Trep sold and transferred yesterday, we are now concentrating on the Fast Horsey, here on out referred to as FH. *snicker* It is now paid off and we have the title in hand. Problem is it's a salvage title and we need to get it cleared, but that means fixin' which means buyin' parts and WORK!!!

They've had fits trying to find the wheels for this FH. They're kinda rare or something and Corey wants to put it back stock. They ARE really cool wheels. Anyhow, one is cracked, so we've been on the hunt for another (or two, since another one is damaged (but not dangerous to drive with). Tommy finally tracked down a place in TN that has at least one, plus the fender that's needed. And I THINK that'll be all the parts they need to get started working on this bay-bay. ;) After they get that stuff done, then they have to take it for inspection, pay a lofty fee so they can get the cleared title back in 2 days, instead of 2 weeks. Considering we'll be down to one vehicle til then, it's kinda important.

We've told Corey he can't use our vehicle to drive to Duh County anymore! That's when the check engine light started coming on.

Okay, okay...I'm kidding about the not driving to Duh County, but not about the light. However, if he breaks it driving to or from Duh County?--- then WE GET THE FAST HORSEY!!! WOOO! ROFL! He'll have to hoof it or pedal it back and forth to Duh from now on and get some sort of basket for The Girl. ROFLMBO!!!!!!!!! (now that would be worth hiding in wait with a camera, wouldn't it Girl's Mother?! LOL!)

Oh, well...anyhow, looks like we'll be heading to TN sometime tomorrow to get some parts. Tommy's hating to take more time off work (he had to take off most of the day yesterday to take care of the Trep stuff) but there's NO WAY I'm going down there on a Saturday. Traffic is HORRIBLE!!!!!

Alrighty then. I think that gets you all up to date. Other than telling you that I've got this horrible dry wheezy hacking cough that about kills me each night? Yeah, that's it. I'm tired. Very tired.

Have a wonderful weekend if I don't post before then!!!

Blessings!