I am reminding myself to breath deeply. I haven't been home for an hour we're off to a great start for the evening.
Bubbs put conditioner in his hair. Why? Because he liked the orange bottle (I bought new stuff today). Ok, bath for him.
DH comes home and heads straight to the computer. Then takes 6 phone calls and walks into the living room as I'm picking up the mess Bubbs made "on accident", and annouces that he is getting his suit pants hemmed. This is the same bloody suit that almost landed him in Canada overnight because he didn't take proper documention but he just HAD to get the suit. Never mind that he has 6 in the closet and wears them less then 10 times a year. Bubbs then goes into meltdown mode when M (dh's friend) comes to the door to pick him up. He wants to go with the boys. Dh tells him no and then M has Dh double check for his Costco card because they have to go buy beer after. WTF? I suppose they expect dinner on the table when they get back.
It is rare that both
DH and M are home so early, so instead of Dh spending it with his family he is out the door. I can just feel a need for hitting golf balls too, as golf league starts tomorrow.
To think, I was feeling guilty I hadn't gotten as much done today as I had planned. I was actually going to finish the laundry tonight. No way. If
DH can play so am I. However, I have to play at home with my son. Don't get me wrong, I love him, but it isn't the same.
Grade D for me, as I am slacking off the second half of the day.