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I am thiiiiiiiis close to screaming.

All day I have done the following (in a 103 F heat index, mind.)
* dragged 400 pounds of decomposed granite to my truck, then up the stone steps and into my back yard
* moved all of the flagstones along the 60 ft. fence
* raked the ground smooth.
* spread 200 pounds of paver sand, raked that
* spread 300 pounds of the granite, because I gave up from the heat
* had water, went back and raked that smooth
* started re-laying the flagstones

The ones laid are level and gorgeous. I came inside to cool off. The Mr. fires up the smoker for a brisket for tomorrow and dumps the large mass of charcoal coals onto my beautiful decomposed granite and flagstone path because, and I quote, "What else am I going to do with it?"

PUT IT IN THE GEE DEE GARBAGE YOU NUMB NUTS OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU BUT I AM SO TIRED OF THOUGHTLESSNESS. He says he'll "clean it up." Yes. He will. (But he shouldn't have done it in the first place!) >:(


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Jun. 23rd, 2012 12:49 am (UTC)
GAH! I would have lost it and screamed at my husband for doing something like that. Also, this heat already makes things difficult.

Sorry about that, Stoney. *lots of hugs and watermelons*
Jun. 23rd, 2012 01:07 am (UTC)
I love your icon. I have days when I feel just like that.
Jun. 23rd, 2012 01:44 am (UTC)

That he is still breathing is a testament to the generosity of your heart.
Jun. 23rd, 2012 02:06 am (UTC)
My husband decided to top off my week - which included 23 hours of meetings (no exaggeration, it really was that much), a sick cat (like we may have to put him down sick), a job interview, extreme finacial difficulties, and massive physical pain - by breaking the g.d. washing machine. I love him with all my soul but OMG why would you overload the washer?!?!
Jun. 23rd, 2012 03:22 am (UTC)
WTF. Does he know the internets were praising him for his hotness just days ago? Does he think that gives him a free pass???!!

I am speechless at the WTFery.
Jun. 23rd, 2012 03:27 am (UTC)
Oh. No.

...maybe he should write lines. "I will never watch my wife work hard all freaking day in horrible heat on a wonderful project and then ruin it in five seconds" to start? Say 500x. And he should get you a spa massage gc. Seems fair!
Jun. 23rd, 2012 03:33 am (UTC)
*uses distracting icon**hands you a watermelon margarita*
I commend you restraint if my girl did that I would be digging a shallow grave. LOL
Jun. 23rd, 2012 08:35 am (UTC)
Oh god oh god oh god. All that heat and work and lifting and raking, I'd have just burst into tears.
Jun. 23rd, 2012 03:53 pm (UTC)
But... but... he's PRETTY. ( ;

(Don't hit me.)
Jun. 23rd, 2012 08:55 pm (UTC)
Arrgh. So frustrating. Why on the *path*? That's just baffling. Not the same level of *scream*, but i get *awfully* tired of finding trails of coffee drips from coffee pot to...wherever.

I did not know that granite could decompose.
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Are You Actually

Reading this? I'm just curious. Because that's really detail-oriented of you. Feel free to stop reading. But you can see that there's more here, so are you going to keep reading? Really? That's pretty dedicated. I'm impressed. No, really. I'm not being sarcastic, why do you get like that? See, this is the problem I have with your mother - yes. YES. I'm going there. It's time we put all of our cards on the table.

I love you, why are you doing this? After all we've been through? You don't have to be like this. You know, still reading. You could be baking a pie. And then sharing it with me.

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