That's right people, everyone in the Stiffie household is finally all better...well, we're back to what we were before, which is healthy in general, but we're still as weird as before. Mady isn't known fondly as "Miss Mady Sniffles" anymore, and Frank and I aren't the hacks anymore. We are finally all better, and ready for the warm weather to get here already!
Our weekend was fairly normal, by our standards. We did, however, manage to get out of the house and away for a while. We went to dinner and the movies with my best friend and her hubby. We saw The Last House on the Left. Let me deter you right now by saying that the previews were scarier than the movie itself was. I was quite unhappy, but at least we were out and socializing with other adults, so that was a plus.
I also talked to our neighbors. Actually, it was the owners daughter and son-in-law, but still. They are also pissed off with the guy on the corner that is trying to shut our water off. They are trying to sell their house, and having no water is NOT a selling point. But i have learned that they have an offer, they are just waiting for the home inspectors to get here and check it out so they can hopefully sell their house. I would like to know what they are getting for their house, but i think it's rude to just ask. I'd really like to know so i have an idea what we'll get for our house.
And lastly, why do men always think they have it harder than us women?! Let's take my dead hubby for example. He apparently thinks he is the only person who has to work in this house, and he is the only one who needs sleep. I am well aware that he has to get up early to go to work, but i would like some sleep sometimes too! We don't split the baby care 50/50 like we originally said we would. It's more like i do all the waking up and staying up and baby care sunday night through friday, and he takes friday night and saturday. Great! What he doesn't totally comprehend is that i have to stay awake with Mady until she falls asleep at night, then i have to get up with her when she cries at night (which isn't always, so i can't complain too to much), and then i get up with her in the morning and i stay up all day long (i don't get naps like i think he thinks i do), and then i have to do all my own stuff like making lunch, taking care of the baby, making dinner, going to work, and getting chores done. I think he thinks it's like a picinic everday for me, and i never get tired...especially not like he does. He just hates the thought of having to help me out sometimes, especially when it's after 7pm or he had a long day at work. Don't be surprised if i kill him one day.
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