Errands take up so much time

Yesterday I got up at and spent my morning on the phone. Doctor's appointments, and all that. Then we had to run out to do the car registrations, and check our credit on the water bill. After those were done, it was time to head out to the largest frickin strip mall in the state for a birthday gift. Goof has hit the end of his 30's. It's all down hill from here, ha ha. Well, I found him some nice Ray Bans. He needs some new ones, since the Arnette got broken. He likes them, but Stinky was also right, he would have loved to get another guitar for Guitar Hero. I guess that would have gone well too. We went out to dinner nothing fancy but dinner it was. Of course he had to have a birthday dessert so I made a nectarine and plum crisp with lots of sweet oat topping to go with that half gallon of double vanilla ice cream. Hey, he got the cake at work. I'm still dealing with a dirty kitchen.

We had come home from our errands, eating lunch and preparing for the chores we had to get done, and the doorbell rings. It was Stinky's friend from school. So of course they showed up unexpected, but Stinky has been wanting to play with him. In he and his mom come, and I ended up spending the rest of the afternoon chatting with her. I just kept her out of the kitchen where the major mess was. It was bad enough that the floors needed to be swept, and washed, carpet to be vacuumed, and sofa covers needed to be straightened and Febreezed. Not my finest moment.

Today I'm taking Whinis, and Droopy to the Asian market. That ought to be fun. Well, we'll see how that goes. I guess I don't have much patience for younger kids now. Heck mine is past that stage so I just don't do so well with them.

Goof mentioned something he saw last night. It seems Eldest and Bug are sharing a room again. He says he saw Kiosk man's daughter, so she's either visiting or staying. Ha ha! I'm still bitter about it all, can you tell? Every time something pops up that's not so pleasant for them, I give a little smile. Hey they made my kid cry. What am I suppose to feel?

I'm a girl friday?

I spent 3 hours on the road today. I am bushed. For whatever reason I woke up early today and couldn't go back to sleep. I hate waking up at 4:30 in the morning, and everyone else is still asleep and I'm not. I went downstairs and folded laundry. What the hell? I finally got tired about 9:30, so a nap sounded good. I got woken up at 10:30. Goof wanted me to do a favor for him. That was one hell of a favor. I drove an hour to pick up Pho for him. He decided to treat his employees to lunch. Of course we only know of one place to get it. Well the big Korean market, but we haven't tried it yet. So wake up Stinky get him ready and off we go. Got lost since it's been a while and traffic was a nightmare. Ordered all the stuff and it took less time to get back luckily. We ended up spending about an hour at his work.

Oh Eldest pissed me off again. It seems Stinky decided to make a friendly overture. Eldest agrees, but says something to Stinky that pisses me off. He said that Kiosk man thinks my kid is a bad kid. Now what the hell would he know what a bad kid is? He hardly spends any time with Eldest and Bug. Fred and Barney are way worse than my kid ever could be. Fuck you Kiosk man. We have spent more time with those kids than he probably has the whole year. I joked to Goof that he spends 2 hours total a day with those two boys, and I doubt that he hangs on their every word learning about them. Most likely irritated by them, until they leave his sight and he can spend it on his own seed, if he even does that. They have been waving at us when we pass by in our cars, but again Fuck you.

Also for whatever reason Whinis came over today and we weren't home, so he had his mom call me to make sure I was home. He knocked on the door, went around back and basically tried to hunt us down. Yea, we weren't opening the door. Give it up, we weren't home. Whinis, is 8. Too young to really play with Stinky. Also if Stinky does play with you outside, why the hell do you want to come in my house? You wanted to play with Stinky, my house has nothing to do with you. I like the kid, his mom is nice, has a tendency to run on about her life, and repeat things, but alright. She makes me think of Droopy Dog, the cartoon. So I digress, she called me to find out what was going on. I had to explain when she called, we were at Goof's work. Did she not understand, when my son said, 'We are at my dad's office' How she got,'Mom's putting away groceries' is beyond me. So the kid ran back to my house and again we weren't there. I finally got back with her later this evening, and talked to her about it all. Why do I have to explain myself to an 8 year old? I don't. I run errands, I window shop, it doesn't matter. It's my time. I don't run it for others.

Personal pet peeve of mine, everyone remember this. I don't like waiting. If we are to meet, and we specify a time, be there. I have been late once when meeting someone. My toilet was plugged up. Sorry, but the bathroom's gotta be resolved before I meet you for a social visit. If you know that you are not a morning person, then be honest and tell me. I can do other things before I head out to meet you. I always have laundry. I can always get off my butt and organize my basement.