Me again...................I'm here with my fake grin............. which is actually more like a sneer/snarl. LOL.
I'm trying to find my half-full glass.............unfortunatel
y someone has peed in it. LOL.
I'm struggling with the 3 dorm fridges. Don't get me wrong, I am blessed to have them. They are better than no fridge but I want a real fridge and I want it now.
I finally had to break down today and go get some groceries and I did better than I thought I would at finding room for things I have to have. At times like this I realize how addicted I am to healthy food. I was practically hysterical this morning telling my husband that I have to have room for fruits, veggies, eggs, etc and he is like, "Couldn't you just eat a cookie or sandwich or something for the time being?" NO I COULD NOT, &$$#@()!!!!! I have to have decent food." He is always overwhelmed at the amount of produce there is around here but when you eat 4.5 or more servings of veggies a day and you can only shop once a week, you have a lot around.
I went to the post office and whined on my friend about my fridge problem, went to the bank, State Farm, IGA, Aldi, and Kroger. No way was I going to Wal-mart on the first of the month or on a Friday. The other stores were bad enough. I got home at 2 and had lunch. My son had the day off. He helped me make room in the dorm fridges.
Hubby came home and started working on getting rid of the fish fridge. It's a good thing because I was getting ready to kill him and cram him in it. The smell of a rotting corpse would be better than the putrid fish funk. I could not have stood this another minute. My son and he had to dismantle it and get it outside. I helped a little - mostly reverted to my cheerleading days. Jumping up and down, screaming, and squalling with mascara running down my face. HEAVE, YOU MORONS!! GET IT OUT!!!
I was kind of an evil cheerleader. My boyfriend was the captain of the team and I often wanted to scream, "Come on you @#%$$&^ idiot!!!" Okay, I'm a bad GF I guess too. Sue me. At any rate the fish box is out of the house and I am so glad to see the gaping hole in the wall. It still stinks in here but at least there is a chance that I can pinesol and Lysol this nightmare away.