I think, if we play Ryan rules for Settlers of Catan, hearing NoiseDesign saying "I have wood, I want Queen Elizabeth" will be rather awkward for those residents of the Commonwealths.
ION- I may need some alibi's. After buying all the supplies for the closet doors thing. And buying lumbar to "square up the opening, to do the project right", and me asking "are you sure those tracks will work? Will they fit inside the 5" frame?" And being assured they will work. While he was building in the bedroom I was helping mom with her new computer in the dining room. After much cussing. A second trip for a third board for the header. A third trip to Home Depot for longer screws. Around 5:30, mom goes in to the bedroom to bring him a glass of water. She comes out saying "oh! One door is up!!" I go in, and he's got the track set up barn door style (outside the frame). First off, it's not what we talked about. Second, it's ugly. And most important, where the hell will the second track go?!? So I ask him, what's the deal. "Oh, it's not going to work with these tracks. I'm going to have to cut off this and do that (basically butcher the hell out of the tracks) and then hope it blah blah blah". So? We need the right tracks, and it will be ok? "Yes, but then we have to wait. I can cut this and do that". No. I've already waited 6 months, I can wait another couple weeks. I want it right. The thing that pissed me off the most is, he's opened 2 of the 3 tracks, hung one of them in the wrong position, to demonstrate why it wouldn't work. @@ Really? So you had to make holes where there didn't need to be any to prove it didn't work? Ugg. I knew it. That's why I kept asking, and he reassured me. So fucking pissed.
Then I made dinner. Mixed wild rice steamed. Steamed fresh broccolli. And some chicken breasts baked in the oven soaking in lemon juice and covered with lemon pepper spice. Then I did the dishes, because nobody else was getting up to do them. Arrrgggh. If there was a night I want to have to myself, and play video games, it'd be tonight. Alas, I got this dude camping out in my living room. Where the xbox is. Aaarrrgggh.
(I'll be ok. Just venting).
I just got home, and FSIL was on the couch. And my mom is calling her by name and doing kitchen stuff with her. Like she's a part of the family. It's confusing and surreal. But I'm glad.
On the upside. He did clean up rather well. Now I gotta hang the clothes back up.
Oh dear, omnis. I hope it comes together.
P-C! That sounds very encouraging!
Merry Christmas and/or awesome Tuesday, Bitches! Extra hugs and comfort and calm ~ma for those having tough holidays.
Catching up - I've been reading along but left my laptop charger in NOLA, so I've been on my phone.
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Connie, I thought you might want to be a founding member.
Really? Self. Preservation. Dude. Get some!!
Ahaha, he also doesn't wear a helmet and I have to make him wear a seatbelt. IDEK.
bonny, I'm glad you had good instincts on your tumble and weren't badly hurt.
I hate to say it, but that made me feel really good!
Also, AWWWW.
I was so stunned by the impact that I just laid there for a moment, and Kato, because he is what I can only describe as empathetic, just laid down on the sidewalk next to me, with an air of "Oh, so this is what we're doing now? Not walking? Just lying here? I can do that!"
Kato is adorable.
He'll learn. Or he'll have no comeuppance, in which case your dire warnings will seem like overreaction. In any case, I doubt there's any way for you to impart any common sense that will work out well. He knows it's stupid; he's doing it anyway.
He just must feel so trapped and helpless and dependent, which will lead to Stupid Decision Time like nothing else.
All of this is true. I know I can't stop him, and I'm not going to nag. I am going to gently suggest he come up with a list of questions for when he sees his doctor on the 27th - on his previous visits he pretty much hasn't asked any.
sj, so much ~ma to you and your family and especially your uncle. You aren't being too mememe at all.
I love the E stories, askye. What a cute, sweet boy.
Happy Holidays, Shir! That's a lovely picture.
Ryan comes through with the smile-making, as usual.
omnis, I'm sorry things aren't going the way you hoped and that you don't have your place to yourself right now. I will say that the best laid carpentry plans oft go awry, but he should have consulted with you before changing things. I hope y'all get it figured out to your satisfaction sooner rather than later.
I just got home, and FSIL was on the couch. And my mom is calling her by name and doing kitchen stuff with her. Like she's a part of the family. It's confusing and surreal. But I'm glad.
May holiday miracles never cease!
Merry Bitchmas, all! Gotta go get back to the fam. I got the Avengers DVD for Xmas, hoping to watch it later. My parents and sister haven't seen it.
Shir, that picture is beautiful.
smonster, you're in NC! Holla! Say hi to your fam for me.
I am going to gently suggest he come up with a list of questions for when he sees his doctor on the 27th - on his previous visits he pretty much hasn't asked any.
Good luck. It is really hard. One thing that has worked for me in the past, is frame it in terms of me. "I'm really worried and when you do X it stresses me out A LOT." No ultimatums, but just state that X behavior results in Y reaction by someone who loves him, and cares about his well being.
It may not work, but it's honest and sets up an expectation of your own reaction to his actions, which DO affect you.
Yeah, his response is "I'm not worried, damage was to bone, not ligaments." So... s'alright.
amyth! I can't wait to seeeeee youuuuu. Are you with C & J? Say hi for me.
Well, he may not be worried, but you are.
