wow........ my program is in action tonight. My husband has put in about 70 hours in 4 days..... due to the terrible snow storm we had here in Ohio, and he tows... UGH.
He finally made it home to spend the night with me tonight for once, and they called his Nextel as soon as he walked in the door.... a big accident and they need him. He cussed a blue streak and punched the wall in the kitchen (sheet rock!!) leaving a big hole there. He NEVER EVER acts like this. NEVER. I just let him go instead of freaking out. Before i would have been crying, screaming about the wall, etc... and making a bad situation worse. I am tired of drama now in my life, and not reacting takes the fuel out of the fire.
UGH. I hope my husband gets home tonight. This really sucks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Hey Joni..... You did great. Got to think about the situation from his angle........ no sleep tends to make even the most passive person a little grouchy. Suppose to be in the 40's -60's this week, with mention of showers here and there. Will ask HP to send it your way. Shoud be in bed. Got a physically rough week ahead. Time change here so that hour that we jumped ahead is playing games. It also didn't help I fell asleep this afternoon watching the Nascar races. (Think I'm loosing interest since my little Jimmy Johnson isn't doing as well this year.....at least not yet. LOL) Nice to know there are a few other night owls. LOL Wanda
Welp, he came back for a half hour.... lol.... and back out all night, with pillow and blankey in case he gets an hour to crash in the truck. I know I have married a workaholic.... :o/
He is off to Oklahoma this Friday to visit his boys, so it will be a much-needed breather for the poor guy.
Thanks for keeping me company, gals!! :o)
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Speaking of "sheetrock" Here's a little joke to take your mind off the snow
A young family moved into a house next door to a vacant lot. One day a construction crew turned up to start building a house on the empty lot. The young family's 5-year-old daughter naturally took an interest in all the activity going on next door and spent much of each day observing the workers.
Eventually the construction crew, all of them gems-in-the-rough, more or less adopted her as a kind of project mascot. They chatted with her, let her sit with them while they had coffee and lunch breaks, and gave her little jobs to do here and there to make her feel important.
At the end of the first week they even presented her with a pay envelope containing an official payroll check! It was only $2, but the little girl took this home to her mother who said all the appropriate words of admiration and suggested that they take the two-dollar "pay" she had received to the bank the next day to start a savings account.
When they got to the bank, the teller was equally impressed and asked the little girl how she had come by her very own paycheck at such a young age. The little girl proudly replied, "I worked last week with the crew building the house next door to us."
"My goodness gracious!" said the teller. "And will you be working on the house again this week, too?"
The little girl replied, "I will if those dirtbags at Home Depot ever deliver the damned sheetrock!"
"We tend to forget that happiness doesn't come as a result of getting something we don't have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have. "
