So DH decides it is best to move to a new house. We are currently living with my dad because of the economy and so that we are able to keep all of my "silly farm pets". Dad's house sits on 11 acres and him and my mother divorced when I was seven. Almost 20 years later when we had no place to go because of DH job my father was the only one willing to help, so very humbled we moved in with him. The house that we were trying to get into before my dad's suddenly came open and DH wants to move, so for some crazy reason I agree. Well we are going from no household bills besides personal ones, groceries and repair supplies for my dad's (the house is almost 90 years old so we have been updating wiring, plumbing and such for him because he needed the help) we haven't had to deal with water, gas, light or rent for 6 months to having to do it all again.
After work yesterday I went to the house to check out a few things with the landlord and make sure everything was going okay with the little things that needed to be done. When I went home there was a bear in my bed. He was the grumpiest thing I had ever seen! The landlord had asked me to pick up a couple things in town so that he could fix a couple holes in the walls that the previous tenants had left so I told my bear that I needed to go to town and he got up and grumbled all the way to the car and all the way to Home Depot and all the way home. He was so grumpy that for the first time ever me and DD had to walk behind him because neither of us wanted to be near him. He blew her off when she asked for a piggy back ride and it really hurt her feelings. She tells me the best part about finally having a dad is getting piggy back rides so when he blows her off it hurts her and makes her think that she did something wrong.
I made supper for all of us kind of late (almost 9) and that didnt go over very well either. DD's bed time is at 9 so she got to stay up and the bear was a little more grumpy. When she finally went to bed she looked so tiny because she felt tiny. I read her a story, tucked her in and gave her the biggest hug I could hoping it would make things better for her. DH said he didn't want to talk about what was bothering him and went to bed without a kiss or another word.
This morning I found a bear in DD's bed too!!! I woke her up 10 minutes late and the world was coming to an end because of it. She was determined that she was going to be late for school and she couldn't find her brush so her hair was a mess but my brush hurts so there went that idea. There was still a bear in my bed that didn't want to wake up & got very upset about the little light that I needed so that i could do my hair for work. The water hose was frozen so giving everyone fresh water this morning was very out of the question, the older hens were picking on my two favorite younger hens just because they came out of their hiding spot for a little bit of love from me, the pretty white pekins were covered in mud but a frozen hose means no water in the pool, the dog peed on the carpet for some odd reason, I can't find my cat and the big bosses from the capitol are scoping out the offices on the day that I put on a stained blouse because it was to dark in my room to know what I was putting on. I think I'm going to go for a good cry on my break so that I can get it all out of my system and try again.
Thanks for letting me vent. It helps a lot
After work yesterday I went to the house to check out a few things with the landlord and make sure everything was going okay with the little things that needed to be done. When I went home there was a bear in my bed. He was the grumpiest thing I had ever seen! The landlord had asked me to pick up a couple things in town so that he could fix a couple holes in the walls that the previous tenants had left so I told my bear that I needed to go to town and he got up and grumbled all the way to the car and all the way to Home Depot and all the way home. He was so grumpy that for the first time ever me and DD had to walk behind him because neither of us wanted to be near him. He blew her off when she asked for a piggy back ride and it really hurt her feelings. She tells me the best part about finally having a dad is getting piggy back rides so when he blows her off it hurts her and makes her think that she did something wrong.
I made supper for all of us kind of late (almost 9) and that didnt go over very well either. DD's bed time is at 9 so she got to stay up and the bear was a little more grumpy. When she finally went to bed she looked so tiny because she felt tiny. I read her a story, tucked her in and gave her the biggest hug I could hoping it would make things better for her. DH said he didn't want to talk about what was bothering him and went to bed without a kiss or another word.
This morning I found a bear in DD's bed too!!! I woke her up 10 minutes late and the world was coming to an end because of it. She was determined that she was going to be late for school and she couldn't find her brush so her hair was a mess but my brush hurts so there went that idea. There was still a bear in my bed that didn't want to wake up & got very upset about the little light that I needed so that i could do my hair for work. The water hose was frozen so giving everyone fresh water this morning was very out of the question, the older hens were picking on my two favorite younger hens just because they came out of their hiding spot for a little bit of love from me, the pretty white pekins were covered in mud but a frozen hose means no water in the pool, the dog peed on the carpet for some odd reason, I can't find my cat and the big bosses from the capitol are scoping out the offices on the day that I put on a stained blouse because it was to dark in my room to know what I was putting on. I think I'm going to go for a good cry on my break so that I can get it all out of my system and try again.
Thanks for letting me vent. It helps a lot
