Bits And Bobs
Monday, March 8, 2010 at 9:04AM Really? Bits and Bobs? Is that an actual saying, or did I just make that up? And if it's real, what does it mean?
It's Monday, and I'm fragmented. So is this post.
1) Pick Another One - I'm totally picking the vacation option. I'll take the kids on some of them but not all. I could take a really nice cruise for $10,000.
2) I told Rich that if we do die wealthy I want to write my will just like that. I want to make people choose how to spend my money and I don't want it to go towards boring things like bills and savings.
3) But don't hold your breath. The chances of us dying wealthy are slim to none.
4) Speaking of death, a friend my sister's died over the weekend. One of those completely random and horribly tragic situations. He was in his late 30's and in good health and just died. They think it was a blood clot. He left behind a wife and three kids.
Stories like that throw me for a loop. I spent the rest of the weekend appreciating Rich more while mentally planning his funeral and deciding if I would keep the house or sell it if he died. Also, Rich has a lot of stuff. I spent Sunday afternoon deciding what I would do with his stuff. It was stressful.
Also, do you think I could use his CPAP machine in lieu of mouth to mouth resuscitation?
Anyone need some neuroses? Because, clearly, I have some to spare.
5) If I hadn't been being grateful that Rich wasn't dead, I would have killed him because it was nice this weekend and I really, really want the yard decorations down. Really. A lot. He did manage to remove the deer but that's it. Grrrrrrrrr.
Happy Monday.
Is that an oxymoron?
Christmas Lights, Lists, Marriage, Rich
Reader Comments (12)
Oh, it's definitely a Monday (whether it's a 'happy' one remains to be seen.) Jack woke up screaming of ear pain so it's off to the doctor we go. And by the way...I totally get your neuroses...and thanks for the offer but I've got plenty of my own. =)
Mindy
www.thesuburbanlife.com
All he did was remove the deer??? OH NO! I guess the St. Patrick's Day wreath will really happen after all!
Mindee,
I love your blog! It really amuses me. Thanks for writing it.
NOOOOO not the Valentine Deer! LOL!
Wow...fragmented is right! But that's okay...sometimes a mental buffet is necessary for everyone involved...the writer and the reader. A little of this, a little of that.
I really don't like it when I get into that mental mode of thinking about Brad dying. It's like a train with no brakes...once it starts it's hard to stop. Those are those times when I actually make a motion like I'm grabbing something out of the air and throwing it far, far away and I say "NO!" out loud. I look like a goob but the action helps me to stop the choo choo of depression. I recommend only doing it when you're alone ,so no one thinks you're crazy.
As far as your hubly's cpap goes, I have thought about that too! My hubby has one with a nose mask and I bet if you can hold their mouths shut you could force air in there! I bet yours won't let you practice cpapcpr on him either...boo, hubbies!
Of course I removed the St. Patrick's day wreath and 4th of July garland and some of the low hanging Easter Tree ornaments. I just didn't remove all of the lights. But I did put in a new bathroom counter top and faucet does that count? Can't win for losing or winning or whatever that saying is. I should just stop talking now because I have a feeling I'm digging myself a hole that I can't get out of.
Speaking of nuerosis and death . . .
I get frustrated with my spouse every time he comes home late because after the first 30 minuted go by, I've planned his funeral and plotted what I would do with the girls if he had died in a random accident.
What really has me freaked out is if we both die and the girls are left behind. I've been pushing him really hard about getting a will made because I don't want our family to have to try and 'guess' what we would have wanted.
This post really made me laugh! On Friday I read an article about a woman with a 2 month old baby. Her husband went out for a jog and never came home...died. I was all panicky for the rest of the day. I just cannot read stuff like that. My brain borrows trouble.
-FringeGirl
Good luck with getting your yard decor down! And I've done that before-the whole planning how things would go if my husband were to die. Then I feel badly because, of course, I don't want him to die.
First of all I think that I need new glasses. I read your title as "Bits and Boobs." Then later I read the question about the CPAP as a "CRAP machine" and I thought,"I wonder what in the world that is!"
I also thought of you today because we were driving down the street and I saw two houses, side by side even!, with some Christmas decor still out. I laughed inside. And around here they cannot blame leaving them up on bad, bad weather. ha
Blood clots scare the hello! out of me. For real. That is just so awful.
I hope your week improves!!
HA! i use 'bits and bobs' too! great minds ...
I thought you wrote Bits and Boobs. I had no idea what you were talking about. Funny thing...I still don't know what you're talking about.