The Bug's birthday party is tomorrow. I have so much to do to get ready for it. And what is TCBIM doing to help with the whole getting ready thing? Playing in a three day golf tournament. Started this morning. Nice, huh? I am furious. He only told me about the tournament on Tuesday. TUESDAY.
So, today and tomorrow, I will be:
- Getting the doohickeys that go into the weed whacker because TCBIM never seems to have time to go to Home Depot (I know, what kind of man doesn't have time for that?) and pick them up.
- Whack said weeds.
- Mow front and back yard.
- Put away the eighty-gajillion plastic toys that are in the back yard
- Clean out pool.
- Get propane for grill.
- Buy food for party.
- Wash kitchen and dining room floors.
- Clean bathroom.
- Clean living room.
- Make potato salad.
- Buy beer/wine for party.
- Do all this while wrangling a 2-3/4 year-old and a one year-old.
I need to go away for a weekend. Just leave and let TCBIM deal with the kids and the house. I know if I do that, I'll come home to a pig sty, though. It's almost not worth it to leave.