Coach: ‘I’ll probably just stay. I don’t really have anything I need to do at home.’
Well. We both enjoy watching the kids play sports. Thank goodness, because that is a big chunk of our time. I just had this twinge of jealousy though, because I have NEVER uttered the words ‘I don’t really have anything I need to do at home.’ Nor will I ever.
I managed to bite my tongue (almost clear off) and not mention that I asked him about 3 weeks ago or more to get hooks to hang in the girls' room. Not sure if you remember that I painted a mural in their room (or look at the photo I re-uploaded here) 4 years ago and pitched the mismatched dressers that weren't all that functional. They are left with a closet only - a great closet with drawers and shelves and hanging space, mind you. While I wonder if they would do better if they still had drawers, I suspect that dozens of drawers would not alleviate the issue. For the record, the issue is Mini. Not Curly.
|Oh look - no dressers. But what a cute bunny and flowers under the window. Guess what - without dresser drawers it is hard to see this cute little bunny because the floor is covered in clothes!|
I have decided that a couple of rows of hooks to hang hoodies would be a godsend. The hoodies. Do they multiply overnight or is it just my imagination?
Then I got great news, so I am NOT going to whine (at least not anymore than I already have) about my ties to the house and the meals and the laundry and the attempt at organizing rooms and drawers and EVERYTHING at home.
Switching to great news: (see how I did that?) My phone made a little Cha-ching sound this morning. I get paid by 2 of my 3 families with Venmo. The Venmo app makes this sound. I was not expecting payment at that time, but was too busy feeding babies breakfast to pay much attention.
When I sat down to feed Babykins his bottle, I looked at my phone more closely. Venmo alerted me that Jackie, the woman who decided NOT to have me babysit the day before her kids were supposed to start, sent me the 2 weeks of pay that I had insisted she pay me as a courtesy for TOTALLY screwing me.
The money she sent is a far cry from the thousands I lost out for this school year, but two weeks pay when I was NOT expecting it at this point is a huge score. When the whole nonsense went down back in September, I texted her that I would anticipate a two week payment from her. She agreed that this was fair, but then never paid me. I sent a reminder, but I gave up long ago that I would ever get that payment from her.
So how awesome is that?
This story reminds me that I never told you about what happened at the grocery store the day after Thanksgiving. I dropped Mini off at the high school for her games and ran into the grocery store to buy some last minute stuff for our trip to Louisville.
I filled my grocery cart, because that is how I roll when I just need a few things. I got to the checkout and reached in my pocket where I had jammed my wallet. Empty.
I looked at the cart and heard the checker ask me if I lost something.
Me (without looking up, breaking into a sweat): "Yeah, I cannot find my wallet!"
Checker: "What's your name?"
Checker: "We have your wallet. Someone found it on the floor and turned it in. They never even opened it. You have cash still in there. I opened it to see your drivers license."
My knees were weak. I literally thought I might collapse. What a relief. The thought of losing my wallet and replacing my license and credit cards hours before I needed to hop on the road was overwhelming. The checker kept reassuring me that everything was OK.
Thank goodness for good people. (And for the fact that I know that soon-ish Coach will get those hooks up.)