The Invasion

My first set of inlaws have arrived. They got here and the first thing my FIL did was take over my livingroom television. I'm like fucking really???? You do the same shit at your own house. We come down to spend time with you and all you want to do is watch Golf, Football, or your son play video games on the TV. You come into my home and take over my primary living space. WTF is wrong with you? I think this is the last time we have a holiday at my home. I really do NOT like being invaded. Tomorrow everyone is taking off to go play golf and yay me I get to sit home with the baby all by myself. Fucking for real???? If I wanted to spend time by myself with my son, my husband could be at work. At this point I'm trying not to blow my stack. I thought the idea of them coming to spend time here was so that we could all do things as a family but apparently that isn't the case. Right now I'm just ready for them to go the hell home. I hope this is a shorter stay then they anticpated. GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! Seriously what the hell is wrong with people these days. Everytime we go down to visit them its the same shit. Josh is expected to keep his father entertained and again we don't do much as a collective group. They go play golf, they go fishing they drink like fish and often times I'm not included and neither is Shirley. Tomorrow even Shirley is included in the time spent away from the house. Oh have they got a reality check coming when they get back tomorrow. Soon as they all walk in I'm walking out and I'm planning on staying gone for 4 hours.
Also in the last few hours there have been more dishes made then I can manage to make in two days all by myself. Grrrrrrrrrrr I'm just tired and annoyed at the situation right now. I'm hoping things mellow out some and go a bit smoother. Will be interesting to see how things go once Barb and Kevin get here just after Christmas with Josh's dad and stepmom still here. My house is going to be insane.

The latest

It's been a while since I blog about anything and there seems to be a lot going on with my life at the moment. Eric has become extremely mobile lately and refuses to have to stay in any contraption that confines him. He's at 19 lbs and he's been pulling himself into a standing position and creeping along the sofa. All I can say is wow. I have to laugh that a couple of months ago I had a Dr. ask me if my son was stacking blocks yet and at this point the fact that he's crawling and walking with help already is great. If he doesn't want to stack blocks then hell with it he doesn't have to stack blocks.

As for me I've made it through my first class without killing myself. Looks like I may even end up getting at least a B in the class. Next term should be hell. I'll be taking Statistics and Cognitive Behavioral Theory. I am so not ready for all of that. At this point I don't even have the energy right now to finish wrapping Christmas presents that are sitting boxed up right now. I also need to go and get a nail fill on my acrylics and haven't done that either. I'm getting ready to lose a fingernail if I don't get it taken care of.

Just another day in the life of a stay at home mom.

I'm helping out a friend who is at present a single mother of 4 and gets very little to no help with anything. I'm babysitting her two youngest so she can go out to work and make her rent. Waiting tables doesn't pay very much especially right now when folks are stressing going out to spend money. Let me tell you after the few days I've spent here taking care of her two who are actually pretty decent I'm more determined then ever that I really don't want three kids all around the same age romping around my house. Taking care of her two and nine for a few hours a day isn't too bad but having to deal with three all around the same age all the time every day would damn near kill me.