Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Wow, the fun never stops

I should warn you all now, there is nothing funny in this new post. I am plumb out of funny today. Finals are finally over and I am in the come down period. But that's not the only period I am enjoying today. Looks like I will be enjoying another month in Crazyville. I should just register to vote here, since it's possible I am going to become a permanent resident. I wonder what the license plates look like in Crazyville.

Youngest sister, age 19, just sent me a jpeg of her most recent sonogram of her little bean sized fetus. I really wish I could be happy for her, but so far that's just not happening. The arrival of the red tide, put a damper on happiness. At least I didn't have to aim at a precious stick; I think I'll celebrate and spend the money I would have saved by buying a good bottle of Zinfandel. I need something to look forward to after all. Scratch that, I need something that will last at least a week. Let's go all out and buy that Laguvulin scotch that I have been drooling over for the last year. Damn my neighborhood liquor store for stocking the good stuff, but I do love the damned.

I am spending the day cleaning our sty today. We are such gross people. Usually, the bare minimum I ask for in terms of tidiness is a fire lane from the couch to the front door. Apparently, even that's too much to ask for. Our household spiders are the only ones who seem to be keeping their areas clean. Too bad I sucked down their homes into our shop-vac this morning. It's cleaner in there anyway. To those of you who stay at home to keep house and take care of children or pets or whatever the hell it is you take care of, I salute you. Every moment I clean, I am just a little bit angrier and little more bitter. Poor husband doesn't even realize what he is walking into tonight when he comes through the door after work. If I warned him, that would take all the fun out of my day, and that wouldn't do at all. Wish him luck.

11 comments:

Barbara said...

Hey Nicole - Thanks for all those comments!

Barbara said...

I really appreciate it!

Barbara said...

Cheer up!

Barbara said...

There is much to be thankful for!

Barbara said...

Like Zinfandel

Barbara said...

and warm houses

Barbara said...

and husbands who come home to us

Aurelia said...

Sorry about the early arrival. Sucks, sucks, sucks. Drink muchly and start again!

Barbara said...

Hello! Are you too busy exercising to blog?

JF, scientist said...

I'm sorry to hear that, Nicole. If you want the bourbon and antacids, I'm passing them around. 'Tis the season. And, um, 19? Oy. I hope she has support; is seems a bit young.

About crazyville: it's such a shame that there isn't more drug research into stuff that's safe for pregnancy. Another lovely way science has failed women, I suppose. Grrrr. (This is my favorite thing to say lately.)

Sara said...

Yeah. Now I get to catch up with all the freakin' Domestic Goddesshood that didn't get done while I was dallying in the Paid Work area. I appreciate that The Other Adult In the Family *did* cook dinner several times, but is it TOO MUCH to ask that part of loading the dishwasher be WIPING THE STOVE OFF? Is it too much to ask that I not be the ONLY person in this house who ever uses a broom, mop, or vaccuum? You know, a Y chromosome doesn't cause some kind of laundry folding disability. And I understand that many men are color-blind, but why must they all be toothpaste-scum-blind as well?

And my last timecard shows I worked *over* 40 hours both weeks. If I'm ever going back fulltime, we have some serious renegotiation of household responsibilities on our hands.

Maybe more than the booze, you need a cleaning service for the holidays?