Cranky pants

Well I’m feeling a wee bit of a cranky pants this morning. I guess I’m feeling Scottish too as since when do I use the word wee for little? 😂

For the last 2 weekends ( Well break of dawn Saturday morning to late Sunday night ) I have been with hubby about 3 hours from home. We are helping his uncle as his daughter ( hubby’s cousin ) passed in her sleep a few weeks ago leaving behind 4 children and a neglected house. She was definitely not feeling well to keep things up with 4 small children. Hubby’s uncle owned the house she lived in so he asked for help.

It’s been a frustrating mess. All little things go wrong it seems. Friday morning walking to work I fell AGAIN on the ice and now my tailbone is really hurting once again. Working in constant pain is wearing thin. We are staying at hubby’s uncle’s apartment. It’s just 1 bedroom. The leather recliner we sleep on hurts my tailbone. He’s got a grandfather clock that goes off every freakin’ 15 minutes. Oh and to boot it dinged 5 times this am so I thought it was 5am. It was only 4am, didn’t realize until I was awake and up. How do you have a grandfather clock going off every 15 minutes and not even have the freakin’ dings to the correct hour….and not go insane? I slept about 2.5 hours last night. I thought this hang loose girl was cute so she goes here for no other reason. 😂

Hubby is still sleeping and he is farting and it’s hitting the leather recliner and making loud noises. 😆

These leather recliners we sleep on are pretty fancy with push buttons for the reclining part. Mine stopped working last night after I put it down to go pee in the middle of the night. It likely came unplugged from behind but it was dark so I said Ef you Effing recliner…and yeah that’s about it with that. 🤣

So since I’ve been up since the butt crack of before freakin’ dawn, I went for coffee. He has a Keurig. It’s not working right. Finally after waiting what seemed a lifetime it brewed a cup. Hallelujah!

So here I sit in my recliner that’s not working blogging to you all. 🤣

So my last thought for the rest of the day is that I am alive, I am well. I am not a child that just lost their mom. ( No dad present ) I’m not dying inside of pain and sorrow as hubby’s uncle is. I’m going to be just alright. I’ll set my complaints aside and be grateful. I know he is grateful for all the help we are giving him.

Thanks for listening friends! I appreciate you all! And guess who didn’t stress drink! 😊✔️

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6 Responses to Cranky pants

  1. Yay for not stress drinking! (now go tell your hubby it’s time to splurge on a hotel… 😉

  2. Lovie Price says:

    thats a tough situation and congrats on not stress drinking! yay!

  3. Ainsobriety says:

    You are a lovely person. 🙏🙏🙏

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