Am I awake again? Oh, man...

There must be something on the livingroom carpet my eyes don't care for much.

I fell asleep on it a few hours ago and when I woke up, my eyes were just full of "tears".
Not that I was crying... I just couldn't get 'em dry.
And, I sounded like I had a "nose cold" inside my own head for a while, too.

Okay now though.
Just can't believe I'm awake again.

Must be, though.
Somebody's taping "Taps" and I suspect it's me.
Taping "Taps" in here and watching "Roseanne" out in the kitchen.

So... what the fuck have I been doing?

Klee-NING.

God Almighty.

Cleaning, cleaning and cleaning some more.
Then, baking cookies.

I've got this house so clean, it's outright frickin' scary.
Same goes for Vic.

In here, I've used degreaser and cleaned every surface in the kitchen... cabinets, appliances, floor... whatever.
If it could be, it was wiped down.
Same went for the bathroom.

Front room/diningroom... keeping up quite well with the cats.
Same for the livingroom.
Not only am I still a step ahead of the cats, I'm also at least keeping pace with the guys.
Whose number has mercifully dropped back to two til Sunday, then it'll be back to the "normal" (and I use that word veeeeerrrry loosely) three.

So yeah.
The "houseguests" are gone.
*whew*

And, Vic looks like he just rolled offa the showroom floor.
AND, I cleaned a buncha stupid toolboxes outta the garage so I can fit all of Vic inside.
Before, with the stupid tool boxes, the last 8 or so inches of Vic stuck out, under the "bird tree" and he got shitted up in no time.

After bustin' my ass on him yesterday (or when the fuck ever it was), I parked him in the garage and went back out this past afternoon to finish him up and... *AARRGGHH!!*... there was bird poopage on the last six inches of the back deck.
(And, yeah, I did pull forward far enough that time to have to front bumper up against the stupid toolboxes...)
I saw the shit and said, "ENOUGH!" and out went the toolboxes, into the bay next door... right on the other side of the wall, lest any of you men think I went insane and got rid of tools.

I just got 'em the hell out'n my way.

Then, I finished Vic's interior.
Floor incuded.

Still hafta go get more cleaning wipes and do the insides of the front and back window, but... my gawd, that car DO look niiiiiice.

I think I'm gonna wipe the dust off tomorrow and wax him again.
See if I can get the shine any deeper.

Meanwhile...
I finished Vic, slid him ALL THE WAY IN... (*shudder*) to his new "home" and came in and grabbed a shower and started baking.

The house I'd already finished; dishes, laundry, cat boxes, floors both vacuuming and mopping, trash patrol... the whole nine. Done.

Meanwhile meanwhile, yesterday PAWS came and took three girls to be "done".
Brought 'em back around 6:00pm (earlier) this evening and everybody is fine.

In fact, the girls got home just as the (extra) boys were leaving...

Anyway, so far I've made a batch of oatmeal raisin cookies and a batch of Tollhouse.
About to go make a batch of "special dark chocolate chips" Tollhouse, then another batch of the other two again.

At some point, I need to go to the store and git some shit, but nothing I hafta have in the next few hours, so I'll go later. Muuuuch later.

When George gets back from Jersey on Sunday, his parents will be with him.
Pop is trailering my old white Firebird up here for George because he's selling it to Jr. and Pop is also buying a tractor and trailering that back to Jersey.
Meantime, they'll be here with George about noon-ish and I told 'im I'd have a pot roast in the slow-cooker, timed to be done by then.
And, I know Pop likes those "bread" mixes, like banana walnut or whatever and if I can find one that's "apple themed", I wanna make him a loaf with real apple slices in it and cinnamon/sugar sprinkled on top.
He'll like that.
Pop's cool.

Oh and my little terrorist buddy seems to have fucked off yet again, yay that.

(And, is it just me or is it weird that I go from my (still current 'cause I ain't divorced yet either) in-laws coming to my period going?)

*several minutes later*

God Bless Juan Valdez, his donkey, the guy who invented Coffeemate, as well as the inventor of Sweet-n-Low and the Folger family, especially Gibby.

I do love me some gooood hot coffee.

God, I can't believe it's almost time for me to make sure Eric gets up.

Ya wanna know two of the coolest things about having Jr. here?

For one thing, Senior can no longer get away with his little "bullshit behaviors" he likes to pull alla time.
Like, sighing in a disgusted manner if asked to do something, then trying to play it off lke he was only breathing when I mention it, or, leaving the room/house/car-at-60-mph/whatever in a snit for some arcane reason, with only ME noticing it.
Junior does now, too.
And, it is SUCH a relief to have someone to exchange glances, like "wtf?", with when Senior does this shit.
Not that it for one minute has made any change in Senior's propensity to do this shit, but it is kinda fun to watch him stammer twice as much trying to deny both of our looks of incredulity.

The other fun part I could get rich off of is if I were given even as little as a nickle for every time I have said, "Gee... wonder where he gets that?" in response to Senior's own look of bewildered astonishment at some of the weird shit Jr. does that just happens to be the EXACT SAME KINDA SHIT SENIOR DOES.

For instance... Jr. falls back to sleep immediately upon you ceasing to speak to him much to his father's consternation.
Dad looks at ME as if wishing an explanation for this behavior and I just hold up a mirror and show him the answer, giggling like a mad bitch the entire time.

It's a flat-out fuckin' BLAST to watch this shit.

In so very many ways, thanks to Eric Sr. I really DIDN'T need to nor did I miss out on anything by not having kids.

I get to know how my Dad has felt for YEARS because of the silly shit I do by dealing with Eric.
And, now I get to watch "my kid's" kid drive HIM nuts.

Priceless...

Anyway...
This may very well turn out to be another day of miracles.
Senior is already up.
He was down here just a minute ago.
Mumbled something about going to get Jr.

Hope they ain't in the "library".
Gonna get crowded real soon, if they are....
Won't stay crowded for very long, though... *grin*

And, on that note, I'm outta here.

Back later.

Peace

Posted by: Stevie at 03:04 AM

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