I am sitting on the couch in a t-shirt and underwear, eating popcorn, drinking a Diet Dr. Pepper and watching the news!
Did you catch that? In a t-shirt and underwear.
Which means...*cue drum roll.........
I don't have a house guest any longer!!
Okay...I know it's probably a bit mean to act that enthusiastic but can I just tell you how nice it is to walk around the house without having to be fully clothed?
I've been at a conference since the first part of the week. Tuesday night I call the husband to chat and he says "Well, do you want the good news or the bad news first?"
I immediately thought it was about money. Because that's usually how he tells me that he's about to spend a lot.
Remember this?
We went to the lake in June to discover that the walkway leading to our dock had disappeared. It took until late August to get someone out to see if it had slipped off and was under water or if it had been stolen. Every job we've had done at the lake has taken a long time. I think it's just a different pace of life and the fact that "weekenders" don't get high priority.
We were happy to discover that it had simply slipped off. That's another down-side of being a weekender - when you get shoddy work done it's extremely hard to get it fixed. In fact, the company that put in our dock isn't in business any longer. Not hard to figure out why...but doesn't make it any better that we paid a 5 figure amount for something that literally floated away (it came off the poles within a few months and we had to pay to have that repaired) and fell apart.
After months of communicating and trying to get scheduled, we finally had a date to have it fixed- this past Monday. And it did get fixed! Check this out -
Much better, right? This is totally the way it should have been done in the beginning. And I can't wait to take the girls fishing off of it!
With all the dock work being done I assumed it was related, so when he asked I chose bad news first and then braced myself for an outrageous amount. I was surprised to hear "My sister's moving out."
That very night.
What?! What happened???
Nothing. She was homesick.
This really wouldn't have gone into the "bad" category for him except that we have a trip planned this weekend with some friends and she was suppose to watch the kids for us. He was able to make alternative arrangements, it's just the point that she's been living with us for free and we ask her to do us a favor and she bails. Without any notice. She sent him a text at work and was packed and gone that night. So random.
I was like are you sure she isn't upset? as my blog fluttered through my mind...dang, what if she read it? But then I figured if she had, she had...I would just have to have one of those awkward but necessary conversations to get it straightened out. But he promised she wasn't upset, nothing happened. His family just operates like that - unpredictable, unreliable, and impulsive.
We were at the end of our conversation when it hit me, "Hey, so what was the good news?"
"My sister's moving out."
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