I just don't want to be there when it happens." -- Woody Allen |
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6/28/00 Countdown.We have an impending long weekend, plus i plan on taking Friday off, to extend the 4th of July Holiday into a five day event. I know that the days will be mostly with car repair, and preparing the house and yard for our triumphant return. Yup, our house is nearing completion... well, kinda. In the ten weeks since the fire, we are finally starting to see daily progress on the house. The interior has been re-sheetrocked and painted, rewiring has been done, new kitchen cabinets have been delivered (not installed), so all that remains is windows, water heater, carpets, linoleum, light fixtures.... Ah heck, i guess they aren't that close afterall. The whole moving out/ moving in with my in-laws has been a bitterweet endevor in ways I never expected. I never expected to be better rested as a result of staying with them... with four kids in the house. Believe it or not I have taken advantage of the expectations my mother in-law has in Monica...I go home, and sit in the Lazy-Boy alot. The bitter end of the suprise is that we have not been able to save money, or buy many of the things we needed to replace. i check the bank statement, and the figures don't make sense. "We aren't paying rent for the third month in a row...at $750/month...that's $2,250 but weare giving money to Monica's Mother...say, $350/ month...that leaves about $1200...divide by three, add in what we normally would have spent on food...yadda yadda yadda.", I swear it just does not add up. I'm not saying that there is a conspiracy, just a lack of self restraint by Monica, and probably a little on my own behalf.
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