Saturday, December 12, 2009


Mainly my hubby. Unless you can relate. I haven't ranted about him in a long time so it's due.

I came home from work the other day and noticed a truck parked in front of the house. Some neighbors were standing outside talking. I pulled into the drive and hubby says he just showed the house. There's a reason it says to call for an appointment, I remind him, meaning the flyers on the for sale sign. He tries to make me feel better by telling me that he told the couple they could come in and look at their own risk. That he was involved with a few projects.

The first thing I notice when I walk through the door is my chair in the living room is turned over and the cats are using it for a fort. One was underneath peeking out and another was on top. I look at him and he says, I told them I was working on some stuff.

Then my eyes fall on the kitchen...I don't even want to go there! I start losing it the further I walk through the house. The guest bath is in disarray. He knows I like it to look a certain way because it's the guest bathroom. Things are moved on the vanity, meds are out of the cabinet, some kind of leg brace thing is next to the sink.

He's opened all the windows in our bedroom so that it clearly shows the cat hair and dust. Even though I dusted the other day if you have cats then you know what I'm talking about. Then I move onto our bathroom. Man was I mad when I saw the mirror. I hadn't cleaned it since the other day when he went in and used his pick, right after I had cleaned it. For some stupid reason I thought he'd clean it once he noticed what he'd done.

I should of realized that hell would freeze over before that would happen:)


Dina said...

love the new look! :)

Linda Henderson said...

Hey, I've divorced two of them.

Tory Richards said...

Thanks Dina:) How have you been?

Tory Richards said...

LOL...well, I love this old fart! But don't think I haven't thought about it.