I'm either gonna cry or start laughing hysterically...
 

I've had it with today, but I'm not allowed to give up because I'm the mom. Well, I've had enough of that today.

WTF??

I had a lousy day at work and started feeling sick partway through the day. I have that achy, tired, scratchy throat sick to my stomach feeling. The "oh carp I think I'm getting a virus" thing. All I wanted to do was come home and lay down, but of course DH is at work, so I am on homework duty.

Do you know what they do at school when there is a 2 hour delay??? They send the extra work home - that's what! So, the normal 1 hour plus per day of homework for the 5th grader is "expanded".

I walked in the door and the house felt a little chilly. That's OK because I have it on one of those automated thermostat programs. I figured that it was just starting the warm up afternoon cycle (I keep the heat down to 64 when we aren't home). Well, after awhile I thought it was still too chilly and the heat hadn't kicked on. After some investigating, the thermostat said it was supposed to be 68, but was only 63 - not good.:eek:

So, I take my aching self downstairs to look at the furnace and notice that the fuel gauge on the oil tanks looks like it says "E". I'm pretty sure that doesn't mean "extra fuel", either (people who have kids that watch Drake and Josh will get that). So, I'm a little steamed (OK a lot).

We have lived here for 12 years and that is DH's job. I don't go down in that corner because it is creepy and dark and spidery. So, I called him at work and he claims he has been checking and he thinks I'm reading it wrong. Yeah, I can't read an E. After making me go up and down the steps a couple of times, he concludes that I am probably right.:rolleyes:

I called 6 places for oil and guess what? No one will deliver anymore today - even though it is 9 degrees outside and I tell them I am completely without heat.

OK. Plan B would be to finish homework, eat dinner, and go out to buy some little space heaters while finishing up buying the last supplies I need for the 8 year old's class Valentine's party.

While I was making dinner, the 11 year old possessor of a Y chromosome decided to tie a string around a roller ball pen and swing it around the kitchen. Anyone ever read that internet thing that went around about what little boys can do to destroy your house??? There is one on there about a boy tieing a paint can to a ceiling fan or something.

Picture blue spatters from one end of the kitchen to the other. All over the table, my new Columbia jacket, the chair cushions, thae floor, the garbage can, the walls / wall paper. Well, you get the idea.

I had to stop making dinner to embark upon disaster restoration. Then, half an hour later I resumed making dinner. After that, I had to go pee and guess what? Yup, that's right. I sat in pee because some kid named "not me" was too lazy to lift up the seat. That "not me" kid is a bad seed.

Homework still isn't done. It's still cold and I'm nowhere near getting out of here to go buy the things I need. Of course, DH isn't off work until 9 PM or so. Gotta love restaurant management.

I need a flippin vacation. I'll settle for a drink, though. It's OK to laugh at this because I would if I wasn't crying. If you made it this far - thanks for listening to me rant.

OMG, Holly! Believe it or not, your post was so well written, I felt like I was there. I'm pretty sure I would put on a warm coat & go hide in the closet about now!!!!! :eek:

What a day. Just goes to show ya, it's not the big things that drive you over the edge. It the barrage of LITTLE things (or little ones in your case ;)) that make you want to curl up in the fetal position!

Hang in there, my friend. Oh, I bet your DH is going to get one warm reception when he gets home. :Noooo:

how about a :hug: and a chocolitini? Attachment 2323

I made it dear, working as a McDonalds Manager..and mom of five kids...who I work by day hubby by night....I made it thru your rant...and sooo know how you feel.....

sorry about your day...hugssssssssssssssss

our house now since below 0 for few days....must not have good insulation..as last year and now we notice....it wont get up past 63 degrees in the house..so we do layers...and one or two rooms are warmer so we hang in those rooms.....

I know you dont like the amount of homework for kids and you to do...here I am wondering why this school system doesnt seem to believe in homework..really since we have lived here 6 years...not hardly once has my son had any work to do at home from school...he is a A student....but still I would love to have daily bits of homework for them to do..so they learn how to study even more...and have a pattern..cant imagine going from what they are doing now..to college...ahhhhhhh

anyhow..good luck...breathe, smile...you know that "not me" or "wasnt me" or "I didnt do it" kid will grow up sooo very fast...and then you will be missing the wet seat.....(well you wont miss the pee potty...but you will miss them young) I am trying to remember that...to take the time....

hugsssss,sarah

:holysheep::thud: And they say homicide is a bad thing?

Oh Holly. You sure have had a rotten day, and like kinch said, I feel like I was right there with you.

All I can do is send you a great big hug, and hope that things improve for you when your DH gets home. Hey....you can always blame him........:D

Hugs Holly :grouphug:

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Oh my goodness, well you made me feel better :D
I thought I had a bad day, I only had mac & cheese all over the living room floor and than Tide powder ALL over my boys room. http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k2...6mombabies.gif

I do hope you get some heat tonight. :hug:

The closet??? Why didn't I think of that? That's right, the two monsters are masters of hide and seek. I would be found.

Oh yeah, DH. Lucky for him, that he is bringing me warm Olive Garden soup. He will live to see another day.

SLURP!!! Thanks. Chocoloate and alcohol. Nothing better.

Yeah, I will miss them eventually. I'd like to miss them temporarily right now, though. I love them, I really do. I will just keep chanting that and breathing until about 9PM. The same kids that can make me smile and make me so proud can turn around and make me completely insane.

I know Holly....I have a great picture of Ciara (almost 3 years old) sitting with and kissing Maria the baby....:) so I have it at work..I was telling my boss how decieving the picture is...as usually Ciara is beating up on her older siblings...just pulling hair...and such...fun fun...

I hear ya....I so know...anyhow..wow 822...just a bit longer...then hubby gets it..hehehehe just teasing...know I am thinking of you...and I sooo know what you are feeling..hugsss,sarah

Well, that just stinks Holly. I hope tomorrow is a better day.:):hug:

Soxmom

Ahhh that's better. I just figured out the multi-quote feature.

There is a reason that animals eat their young.;)

Oh, this is so totally his fault. The heat, the gender of the children, you name it.:rolleyes:;) I love him, too, but someone has to pay.:D:eek:

I'm glad I could make someone feel better.



It makes me feel better, in general, to be able to come on here and get this out before I lost my mind.

We ARE related, because our kids are cousins.

:eek:

Did I tell you about the time ds...

was running up the stairs, wonked the wall with his head and took out a 4x4 area of plaster? Uh huh. That's why it's drywall up the stairs and in the hall.

Or how about when he and Cousin lil Mike poured oil in Uncle big Mike's brandy new riding mower's gas tank?

Or how about when they were sposed to be watching lil Randy, and they let him drive the 4 wheeler into THE POND?

:eek:

Bad seeds, all of em. And yet it's against the law to put em in cages.

At 2, he set his baby blocks on fire in the Kerosun heater.

At 7, he tried to set the sand box on fire - gas in a pop can.

At 8, he set a fire in his trash can in his bedroom.


This is why dh keeps the heat on, you let ds get cold, it gets dangerous.

I could send him over, then at least your house would be warm. j/k

:holysheep::thud: Uh, no thanks. Keep him over in Ohio.

Is this the son that grew up OK and gave you a gourgeous grandchild??? There is hope!

Holly,
I'm so sorry you had such an awful day. I'm glad that you could come here for support!! I truly hope tomorrow is a better day - you deserve it!
:hug:

Oh man....I was reading this and I grabbed the kids and we went to the time out corner while you cleaned up and ate the chocolates I brought you.

Sorry you had such a carppy day! That DH owes you a dinner!

Gets some heat!

:hug: I was only kidding with you. :D I have had days you wouldn't even believe.

Lets see what about the day that the baby at the time (#5) was about 6 months old and his big brothers wanted to paint, with the paint for the walls (it was bright blue BTW). The bigger boys (3, 4 & 5) open the can of paint with a screw driver and let the baby get it, well the boys didn't get around to painting because the baby put the screw driver in the paint can. I hear laughing going on (for some reason when you have small children that is NEVER a good thing) so I go see what they are doing and I walk in to see the baby dipping the screw driver in the paint can and than waving the screw driver around slinging paint every where. :eek: There was blue paint all over the baby, all over the floor (tan carpet), all over the wall behind him (white wall) and all over the other boys.
To this day I still don't understand how I got that room and those boys all clean.

OK, now do you really feel better? Oh and at the time I had a 2 year old girl to deal with and I was pregnant with #6.

[Hello Holly,

Clearly your son is from his fathers side of the family!

Laugh hysterically first because that will lead to crying, which will lead to more laughter and hopefully no more crying (although there is nothing wrong with crying!).

You can go down to a gas station and get 5 gallons of #1 diesel fuel to put in the fuel tank and that should be enough to get you through to tomorrow. I live in Fairbanks, Alaska where it has been -40 to -70 degrees F. for the past 10 days, so I understand the importance of keeping enough fuel on hand!

Good luck with the rest of your "problems".

Dave

Oh My, Holly. I am so sorry that you had such a terrible day, but thanks for the memories..:D

You're sure taking it like a trooper..:hug:

Oh shite Holly! Sorry I got in here so late/early. The diesel fuel is a life saver. We had oil heat for years and the tank didn't have a gauge! We measured it with a yard stick through the hole in the top! LOL Also, don't worry your Bart Simpson will grow up, tehe. My boys/men are now 20 and 17. A whole different set of problems though :D! They do stop the mass destruction at around 13 or so, when all they think about is girls LOL. It will get better, I promise.

Why is it that when it rains...it pours. I just hate those kinds of days.

Kind of reminds me of walking into the house one day. It looked like a bloodbath. Blood spatters were all of the walls, the furniture, ceiling, everywhere! DH is calmly sitting on the couch watching TV. After counting the dogs, I ask him very nicely if he'd like to tell me why our house looks like a horror movie? Silly boy, he hadn't even noticed. Apparantly, Chipper had split his tail again and with every wag, he sent a spray of blood across the room.

Oil will be here today, and the magic eraser is your new best friend!:hug:

:hug: I'm so sorry you had one of those days that seemed to snowball on ya. Hope today is a better one.

Good grief, Holly! You DID have the day from "way down under" didn't you?! :eek:

But, you managed to write about it in such a funny way! Made me laugh even though I truly felt your pain.

If it ever happens again - which I hope to goodness it doesn't - I would leave a nice note for the DH letting him know at which hotel he could find us!! No heat is for the birds (specifically penguins)! :p

Thanks everyone!! I got a laugh or two and just generally felt great reading these replies this morning. It is wonderful to have somewhere to go to talk about this so that I am less cranky with the "loved ones".

We did talk last night about going down to buy some diesel. We have actually done that before, but we decided that it wasn't that bad and we didn't want to pay that much more $$ in case it didn't work. We had never done that after the furnace actually ran out completely, so we didn't know how much we would need to get it up to a level to actually work. So, we decided to tough it out.

It was 54 degrees this morning in the house, so I'm hoping the oil company doesn't flake out on me because we got a bunch of snow today. I made it to work, so they better do the same!

Hi Holly! I talked to my dh about he diesel fuel thing. He said if your tank is completely empty NOT to add just a few a gallons because you could end up clogging the filter etc. with sediment from he bottom of the tank. It could cause a lot more problems than just an empty tank LOL! I hope the truck gets to you today!

Wow Holly,

I agree, your post was well written! I almost felt like a young Mom of two energetic boys again, one with an intense curiousity to take stuff apart (including furnaces and toilets!) :cool: A long story for another day.

I hope today is better! You deserve a day in the spa after what you went through!

And don't you love the "you must not have read it right" response from DH? :rolleyes:

Just last week one of our TV's was acting up because "I must have done something wrong." :plain:

So, yesterday DH decides to take a look at the cables to the TV. Turns out that when our cat Rocky was still teething as a kitten, he'd chewed the DSL wire through. :Noooo:

At least I had the last say on that one! :cool:

I had thought of that, too. That was one of the things we considered when we ditched the idea last night.


Spa day - you are my kind of woman. Sounds like an excellent idea. I think I will make an appt. I could use a 1 hour Swedish massage right about now!!!

We have a cat that still loves to chew on wires, too. He has chewed through my phone cord more than once.




UPDATE:

We have oil (I'm ~ $600 poorer) and we have heat. I had to get my neighborhood HVAC guy to come over tonight because the stupid thing wouldn't fire up even after the oil :eek:.

Turned out it wouldn't self prime, so he had to bleed out the line and all was good. My neighbor right across the street does this for a living and works on my furnace and a/c on the side. Today's service call cost a case of beer. Love my neighbor (that would have been big bucks for an after hours emergency call if I called any HVAC company)!! Am I not the luckiest girl today???

As soon as it kicked on, the cats each went to worship (they always look so reverent as they sit there and stare into the vent and wait) at the heater vent of their choosing awaiting the blessed heat.

It started out at 51 degrees in here when I got home and it is already nearly 60!!:D:p

Well, it is time to get off my butt and get back out into the snow - gotta get stuff for the 2nd Grade Valentine's Day party on Thursday. I have to get the craft stuff for the kids.

Thank you everyone. Today is a much better day.

:grouphug:

wow you had an interesting day, to say the least. I sensed sarcasm talking about the y chormosone, lol I got 5 sons, house destroyed time and time

again, my new brick wall my second oldest came up to me and said hi as he leaned on it down it came. my second youngest helping with laundry, did you

know a half a bottle of laundry soap will have bubbles coming out of the eletric sockets, i mean bubbles everywhere. they tickled lol only others who have had this happened will get that last line, i hope

I do hope you can fix the heat situation and hope tomorrow is a better day, and dont jinx yourself by saying it cant get any worse, WRONGO yes it can :eek:

glad you have warmth

Holly, let me just say that it's so fun to be a "responsible adult" sometimes. It would be so much nicer if we had magic wands. :hug::hug:

I so totally identify with what you're saying because nothing in my life is normal. Nothing. And if it IS normal, I think there's something wrong because it shouldn't be and that means that something's screwed up somewhere just behind where I can find it.

And EEEEEEwww.... I so totally try to avoid dark, creepy places where you have to stick hands in when you can't really see what you're getting into that I understand your aversion to checking the gauge on the tank. Now maybe you have to think of a creative way to put your DH in the "cold"! Flipping the shower suddenly all the way to "cold" when he's enjoying a nice, soothing warm one comes to mind. :icon_twisted: Then again, I can think of lots less pleasant ways for revenge like that. :D

BTW, you might suggest a vision exam or present your DH with a magnifying glass for Valentine's Day so you both know he can see the gauge properly. I have several spare magnifying glasses around here somewhere <said she, rumaging in desk drawers>.

Maybe your 11 y.o. will grow up to be an interior designer (or Jackson Pollack's replacement). You'll know that this had a memorable effect on him if he specializes in "drip" interiors or paintings. Hey, he was just trying to spruce up the place. Can you blame a guy? Maybe there's a teeny-tiny X chromosome in him somewhere that was just dying to show it's repressed little face.

Honey, I gots plenty of booze here and no one to drink it with. You can come for a vacation here anytime and help me drink some of it. We can even experiment on some of the 11 y.o.'s favorite clothing. I hear tie died whitey tighty's are really "IN" now. Wanna see if that's true?