Irritating As Pantyhose Full of Bees
My MIL is in town for an undetermined length of time. She came in because my insane SIL had a milk duct removed from one breast and apparently needed live-in full-time nursing following the 1-hour outpatient procedure. Who am I to judge, though.
Anyway, now that Miette is back from camp we have about 19 errands to run today. I told Corey to see if his mom wants to come and if she wants to hang out afterwards, go to dinner or swimming or whatever. He's now been on the phone with her for 25 minutes, helping her figure out where Christi should take her car in to get the oil change and inspection.
I swear to God, y'all, if I have to spend all fucking day today sitting in a damn Jiffy Lube and listen to another performance of Christi is Sad and Needs Attention, or if I do not get my 19 errands done because Corey is attending that performance alone, I be PISSED.
Anyway, now that Miette is back from camp we have about 19 errands to run today. I told Corey to see if his mom wants to come and if she wants to hang out afterwards, go to dinner or swimming or whatever. He's now been on the phone with her for 25 minutes, helping her figure out where Christi should take her car in to get the oil change and inspection.
I swear to God, y'all, if I have to spend all fucking day today sitting in a damn Jiffy Lube and listen to another performance of Christi is Sad and Needs Attention, or if I do not get my 19 errands done because Corey is attending that performance alone, I be PISSED.