I do "nothing"... or so they say

      It's 2:30 in the afternoon and this is what I've done so far:

4 loads laundry

load dishes (x2)

unload dishes

counters (x3)

fill water bottles

pick up bathroom (x3)

tim's hat to bedroom

LM's drinks to his fridge

pick up water bottles

put LM's clothes away

put B's clothes away

sweep and mop front entry

sweep and mop boys bathroom

pick up wet towel from LM's room (x2)

laundry from B's room

sweep and mop my bedroom and bathroom

toilet and counter boys bathroom

cig ashes off stove (take all pieces off stove to get to the ashes)

LM's water and gatorade to his bedroom

pick up LM's cooler from in front of door

pick up house (laundry, dishes, empty gatorade and water bottles)

    Now mind you, I still have to cook dinner and sweep and mop the kitchen.  All while being in constant pain and feeling like my back is in a vice today.  


To add insult to injury - The Little Man with the big mouth popped off to tell me that I "don't do shit but sit on my tail and watch tv".  Why is it illegal to lock them up till they turn 30 and grow a brain?  And this as he has done nothing today but be the major contributor to the mess.  


To add more insult to injury - Hurricane, Donna and LM are at the crazy aunts house today.  Hurricane says he already told LM that Tina needs to not even talk to him and he's just going to see his cousin (home on leave from the marines after finishing basic training) but I have to go to the Dr in the morning so the last of the time that I would have gotten to see Hurricane before he leaves till Christmas so while I understand that he wants to see his cousin, I can't help but be more than a little hurt. Ok, who am I kidding?  I'm more than a "little" hurt and as per my normal reaction, I am beating myself up staying busy so that I don't lose my temper.  Especially since the only one here is B and I sure can't be mad at him when he's the one that refused to go over there after the way Tina did me.  So, I called Nanny and Colby and invited them over for dinner.  At least my house will be clean when they come right?  


Well, off here so that I can do more "nothing".  Hope y'all had a great weekend! 

It doesn't pay....

to be nice.  I told you yesterday about the cleaning trip with Mrs. JJ.  And Vix was oh so happy.  She was thankful.  She was relieved.  She could come home and just do the laundry that they had from the vacation.  

And then they had dinner.  And she went to give Cal his medicine.  And one of them was gone.  Did it matter that because she couldn't find a house key to give Mrs. JJ that the house was open for a week straight?  Did it matter that in the 27 years that I've known them that I've never had so much as a detention in school?  Did it matter that 3 other people that they know of had been in the house while they were gone?  Oh no.  Immediately Cal decided that he was going to suspect me.  Because I drove over an hour to their house and spent 4 hours cleaning and aggravating my own disease just to be able to steal from him.  Idiot.  And yes, that's judgmental.  And so was Cal when he accused the 3 people least likely to have done it.  My son lived there.  There's 900 teenagers who knew that they were going out of town, knew what they keep there and knew where it was.  And I will say that not for one second does Vix believe that I had anything to do with it.  And to be honest, the first person that Cal accused was Vix herself.  Cal thought Vix had "lost" his meds.  

So, I've been up since 1:30 this morning when I got the 1st text message from Vix asking if I had moved anything.  Then she and I brainstormed till after 3 trying to figure out who might have been in the house to know exactly where to look and not touch anything else.  I'm a thinking that locking it in the gun safe might have been the smart thing to do and not leaving it in her dresser drawer.  But that's my take from having teenagers and losing things out of my drawers before.  But most of all I'm fighting the little demon that says "never been nice again - to anyone".  The one that says "no good deed goes unpunished".  Because right now- I'm not feeling very nice.  I'm not feeling very happy.  And even though I know that when Cal wakes up this morning and isn't so mad and tired- he'll know that I didn't do it- I'm still very insulted.  And ticked off.  

So, excuse me while I go wrestle with my own demons today.  My integrity has been questioned and I need to find a way to get past this.