I did it mmmmyyyyyy wwwwwaaaaayyyyyyyyy.......

With apologies to the Italian icon Frankie S. - I swear I'm going to get that on a loop for my husband.

YOU ARE NOT HERE.... I handled it.

Let me 'splain.   

Saturday after a great start to my day it went spiraling down fast... up early, fed, caffeinated, off to kick-my-butt yoga class, home showered, off to go shopping.  Went to the nice big, with cheap gas and good parking Costco - got gas - spent $100 on I'm not sure what... then ran to the nice, big, with good parking Wal-Mart, got some groceries, some new work out clothes (tired of wearing the same pants to every class..(plus no sales tax!)  then got home, was putting everything away went to my "big" freezer in the garage... and there was a puddle... and my freezer was DEAD!  Things were half frozen, and lot of stuff was mush. 

Of course being the calm rational individual that I am, I began to melt down, then I got busy, cleaned out the one working freezer, anything that could saved was saved, but two trash bags full of mushy stuff later; things were stuffing in every corner of my freezer, and there are two large shopping bags full of baking supplies that can sit for a few days.

My idiot husband goes off and finds these chest freezers (versus the fridge-like on we currently have) and then tells me to wait 2 weeks for him to come home and deal with it.  Um no. 

THEN he has a meltdown because I a) went and bought one -smaller than what we had 2) didn't compare shop (I did - the internet is a gas saving marvel) and 3) he's now worried about his girlfriend on two wheels -- yes LuLu the motorcycle.

TWO days of arguing about this... you -- are -- not -- here.  There are two large shopping bags of baking type stuff sitting on the kitchen floor.  The freezer in the fridge is PACKED within an inch of it's life; it's handled.  Delivery on Wednesday.  With removal of the old one -- $100 in convenience fees of delivery and haul away because  you -- are -- not -- here. 

Then he starts - "I know you're not happy with all this; what do you want me to do quit?"  No, but you said you'd be home on weekends - no not every one but it has been a month.  What-evs.  No I didn't handle this like you would - there would have been an argument when I discovered the freezer wasn't working; then a second one when I started throwing away stuff; and a third when I wanted to handle it that weekend and not spend my life going from store to store buying what I didn't want.   I cleaned up the mess (without argument); measured the old one; (without argument); found what I wanted, yes in a smaller size (without argument); bought it and it's done.  (WITH several arguments)

What I am beginning to realize is that my life is without argument - a lot - and the more he's not home and I am without argument in a daily basis - this is not healthy for the Bubba... I will get used to this.  So much so if he becomes a bigger PITA I will tell him to move in with his little buddy and I'll take the house - thankyouverymuch.

OK </Vent over > whew... oh yeah Total eclipse of the sun today!  Whoot it will get dark on my drive home... yeah.