Yesterday was a weird day. We went to MIL's house where I only cleaned the dishes and stovetop because everything looked rather good. Gave Jimbo his £4 for chores and told him bannisters are the bit that support the rail, those needed cleaned not just the rail to which he said "OOooooooh." The rest of the time I made coffee, played pokemon dungeon (the blue one) on the DS and watched lame Sunday TV (it was a Time Team kind of day).
After that we drove to the grocery store where honestly I said I only needed toothpaste but once I got there I thought, Hubs wanted danish - almost willing to drive all the way to Costco for some, so I'll get him a couple to hold him over. Then I got some fruit, some snacks for lunch boxes (which I forgot in the big shop on Saturday) and I got some pull-up daipers because I bought the wrong size yesterday, and LOOK they had a big sale on clothes and I need trousers so a quick skim....Husband phones me "We're done. Are you almost done?" I said I was looking at trousers but wouldn't be long. "I'll come in." and then honestly, I was done in about 10 minutes, bought the stuff, poor Hubs had to carry a sleeping Shorty and then we were gone.
I notice Hubs is somewhat agitated, but he says nothing. He drives a bit more aggressively, proclaiming how many idiots there are on the road today. He even gets honked at, granted by a jerk who was doing 60 in the high speed lane and wouldn't pull over to let us pass so Hubs passed on the inside lane instead. I sense...he's agitated. Yup. Definitely. Agitated. Is it me or something else...I don't know.
You know, I already typed this post out when firefox crashed on me. I'm in no mood to type it out again so I'll summarize:
Husband went all touchy and stormed out of the house after I presented a peace offering of a danish. He walked in the rain for 45 minutes, then came home and had a nap. I think the nap would've been best first.
MIL had all of her filing out on the table, there was a big folder labeled "Mortgage" which contained insurance information that'll allow her to take a payment break for up to a year. It was there in the house all the time. Did she make the phone call? No. We're currently taking bets on how long it takes her to phone to make the insurance claim.
No SBD today as I've not had time to read. Go see Beth and see who else may have something interesting. (And although Beth wants you to admire her knife block, I have to say Look at the Monkeys!!!)