Hrumpf.

Did I mention that Mr. Right has a new job? Yea. He does and he has to go for 9 weeks of training. Normally, I would be all over this. Seriously! The house to myself? Bliss. The daughters and I could walk around naked. We can sleep in (because he is totally the morning sunshine in our home) and we can eat the foods we love like mac and cheese with hot dogs or a big fat chef salad (eaten directly out of the big fat bowl) and ohhh, cheese and crackers and a side of fruit. Eaten on the patio while we watch chick flicks.

Who wouldn't be totally psyched for that?

Me. Ya know why? Because for nine weeks it is going to be my job to remember which day to take out the garbage and which day is for the recycle can; clean and change the pool pump. Every Day. Yes, every day because our subdivision is still under construction and there is dirt and dust E.V.E.R.Y.W.H.E.R.E.

My job to take the daughters to grandma's house sitter AND pick them up. Every day. My job to clean the bathrooms and mop the floors (I know, some of you don't have husbands who clean. I'm lucky and I'll shut up now.)

I need to hire a husband to come and take care of a few things. Any takers? I'll pay in hot dogs and Root Beer.

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My boss is out of town. I am going to sit at her house all day tomorrow waiting for a repair man because her air conditioner went out. Again. The last time this happened, it was her air conditioning compressor and it took a couple days to get it fixed. This did not bode well in Phoenix summertime heat. Especially for me because her house was hot and outside was hotter. There was no middle ground.

Stimulate this!

I, like many Americans, have been eagerly awaiting my economic stimulus money. I have spent it several times in my head. I have crunched numbers and allocated just so. I planned to stock up on groceries and meat, buy three emergency gas cards, and get the family passports and still have enough to pay the two small credit cards I have. I figured I’d have a few hundred dollars left over and was considering either an upright freezer or a mini-vacation for my anniversary next week.

My brother said to me on Wednesday that he didn’t thing we qualified for the check because he thinks we’re millionaires. It made me nervous so I broke out the tax file and checked the irs.gov website. We were in line for some easy to come by, ready to be spent, mullah.

Today was the day to get my refund based on the socials. I check the bank this morning and there was nothing there. I checked again at lunch, still nothing. I checked again at 4:30 p.m. Still NOTHING. I started to wonder if there was a problem.

I went to the irs.gov website. Right under the little box holding the socials and dates direct deposits would be made was a blurb that wasn’t there last night. It wasn’t there a week ago. It appeared today and it irritated me:

If filing or preparation fees were deducted from your 2007 refund or if you obtained a refund anticipation loan or other bank product related to your regular tax refund, you will receive a check instead of a direct deposit.

This would have been great to know BEFORE. Before I’d done all that mind shopping. Before I made all those mind lists and did all that mind math. Before I thought I didn’t have to cook tonight!

I hate you IRS and your web updater peons who waited until the last minute to drop the bomb. Selfish.

What a downer

I was at lunch with my boss and we're having a good time B.S.ing about life and what comes with it. I'm thinking about work and what I need to get done when I get back to the office. My phone rings and it is Ms. Sarcastic. I said hello and she said “did you pay the bill” and I’m like, what bill? She said “the dogs are out of water and the hose won’t work and there is no water in the fridge” so I asked where her dad was. He’s outside she said.

So then I called the water company to find out what the problem is. They said “you’re water is on as of today” and I asked what happened earlier and they said it was shut off. Apparently, Mr. Right called and paid the bill so they turned it back on via computer. Lucky me.

I don’t even remember getting a bill. And I certainly don’t recall getting any kind of notice that I was behind. How embarrassing.

Dinner

We went to dinner tonight. My kids, as usual, only ate half of their food. They either have eyes bigger than their stomaches, or they just don't understand that if they aren't hungry, they don't need to order a big fat meal. The saddest thing is that I don't even bother bringing home the leftovers anymore because they sit in the fridge until they grow legs and then they march right over to the garbage can and jump in. Wasted for a second time.

It makes me cranky.

What the hell?

What is up with all these videos of kids beating the crap out of each other? My local news showed a video tonight that happened in a town up north where a girl was whacked on the back of the head with a metal chair and it knocked her out.

Not 15 minutes later, there was another story of some kids in Massechusits who basically beat and kicked the crap out of a couple kids. As one started to stand up, another came and clubbed him right upside the head and then kicked him as he walked away.

Where the hell are these parents? How and when did those kids learn that violence is the answer? What about the kid holding the cell phone video taping the whole thing. Maybe you could call the police you little shit! Oh, I get so frustrated with todays youth. They make me cranky.