So my car has been at the shop (Pat's friend shop) for over a week now for a timing belt.
Having worked in a dealership most of my life, I know that this is a 3 hour job - 4 tops..... but because it's Pat's friend it is taking FOREVER..... Granted he is doing us a favor, but I am starting to lose my mind.... I haven't left my house in days....
I mean how many times in one week can you mop the floor?Average is what 3? I am up to sometimes twice a day cause it just doesn't look clean enough (coo-coo). I am reorganizing & rearranging everything I can, then I am rearranging that because I have nothing else left to do.
All I want to do is go to the post office to get the mail... That would excite me right now & make me feel like I accomplished something.
It's getting to the point where I am tempted to go outside, take his axe & teach myself how to split wood, the only thing stopping me is that if I miss the wood & hit my leg I have no car to get to the hospital...LOL.
My plan today was to clean up the deck & put all the patio furniture away in the shed, but rain forced me to wash my sheets yet again instead.. You know, cause they need to be washed every 2 days. I even googled how to wash pillows & gave that a whirl.
** NOTE** - make sure your pillows have no holes in the seams before washing or your machine will look like you killed a sheep when the cycle is done, I learned this the hard way. You then must break out the needle & thread to proceed this pillow to the dryer or it will look like a sheep herd was massacred in your dryer. Now, my dryer is standing up to the wood chips in the filter from Pats secret logger life.. but I don't know how it would handle wood chips & fluff...LOL.
Next I am going to attempt to cook chicken breast... I printed out a recipe & everything...I am sure Pat will have some "advice" for my chicken, since he is the head chef in this house & I am but a measly line cook, if that.. I probably am closer to waitress than anyone in a kitchen staff... but at least he didn't have to cook after getting up at the crack ass of dawn. Thank goodness my in laws bought us a fire alarm... LOL. Kidding I am not THAT bad, & if I haven't lit the house on fire with the wood burning monster in my front room, I am sure I can handle the oven. **fingers crossed**
Taylor needs to not sleep so much so I have someone to play with, but while she naps, I am sure I will find more things to do.... but I don't think my house or the clothes could be more organized & once the rains stops, the outside & me have a date....
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