Sunday, June 22, 2025

Sunday, Funday.

I am so grumpy today. It just feels as if Tim and I are not on the same page these days. I know that it is because we're busy, but I am so tired of being busy. 

It's just hot. We spent a long day outside moving a fifth wheel camper that had not been moved in probably 3 or 4 years. To do that required moving a wood pile for the third time in 3 months, which is one of my pet peeves: I hate moving the same thing repeatedly. It doesn't bother Tim. I felt like gasoline and matches would be the solution, but he needed that stuff and knew exactly what he was going to do with it. 

Moving the camper was a trial. It involved jacking things up, charging dead batteries, finding the chains, hauling the Reese hitch from its temporary storage which was inconvenient and required moving more stuff, hauling the big air compressor up to fill old tires, digging dirt to free legs which had gotten comfortable, settling deep into the dirt, unhooking the electric to the well, after a hunt to find pliers because wire cutters were someplace else.  7 hours later, the camper did get moved. No one died which was my big fear. 

So...anyway, that's done. 

Once home,  Tim announced we're going to Harrisburg tomorrow to buy a truck and I'm mad about that too, because I thought we had an agreement, that he'd sell one of four trucks before buying another. He promises that he will, just as soon as he gets this truck that he wants so badly. It's deja-moo. I've heard this bull before. 

He's watching some blood and guts thing that involves drug lords on television. I'm taking my grumpy self to bed to read a book. 

The weather will not be any cooler tomorrow. I'm hoping that after a good night's sleep, I'll be a bit cooler though. 

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  1. There are days when I am SO glad I am single!

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    1. I love the man, but there are days when I find myself thinking the same.

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  2. I'd be grumpy too. Can Tim get someone else to help him? Does he remember, do you remember, that you just had knee surgery last month? And you're both retired. Why does he have to stay so busy?
    My husband wouldn't talk to me last night. The silent treatment. I hate it and I tell him that. This morning he sad he's sad, nothing specific, just everything. I get sad, what I don't get is the silent treatment. Men!

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    1. Tim is not a talker either, and it is frustrating sometimes.

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  3. I think you're still convalescing from the surgery and need to be a lot less busy. I wish you'd schedule some down time. And I suspect he has no idea that you shouldn't be called on to operate at 100% when you aren't.

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    1. It's always that a simple job morphs into many, many steps. Nothing is a straightforward thing.

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  4. It was a very very hot day to be so busy. I'm getting the grumpy treatment because I planned our summer vacation. I am making him leave the house for 36 hours and spend the night in a hotel. Poor him. Of course Mother Nature is on his side since it will be 100 degrees and we won't be doing much sightseeing, but since we had a sleepover with grandkids this weekend, I am thinking we can just nap in the hotel room.

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    1. LOL. I guess all marriages have these 'seasons'. I was so mad about the trip to Harrisburg. Until I realized that he's going to have to listen to me, and I plan on making a few needs known. Enough is enough.

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  5. Wow, what a day! Sounds like you were put through the wringer physically and emotionally.

    I totally get that grumpy feeling, especially with the heat and repeating tasks.

    well, my friend

    Hopefully tomorrow brings cooler vibes (if not weather), and maybe Tim surprises you by actually selling a truck this tim

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    1. He's selling at least one truck, and he's getting rid of two cars. One way or the other. This has become a non-negotiable.

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  6. Tip for those who have a freezer but no air conditioning: fill a plastic bottle mostly full of water and freeze it (leave space for the ice to expand, and make sure the lid is on tight!). At night, wrap it up in a hand or dish towel, put a couple of rubber bands around the package to keep them there, then curl up around the bundle in bed. Doesn’t make the room any less suffocating, but usually lets *you* cool off enough to permit sleep. Then re-freeze the bottle in the morning, or rotate a couple of bottles.

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    1. Our house is old with thick walls and very cool. I find that having a fan on and sleeping with only a sheet is enough. But your suggestion is a good one. Another good one is keeping wet hand towels in the freezer to drape over your neck.

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  7. I’m sorry. That sounds like WAY too much work in heat and humidity.
    I was going to suggest you get a tattoo, but maybe just a T-shirt that reads DOWNSIZING. Good luck! 👍
    Bonnie in Minneapolis

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    1. Well, I did tell him that if he was not up to handling it, I was going to call a scrapper in. Stuff needs to go. He can make it go, or I can make it go.

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  8. Definitely "hot and bothered" xx

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    1. I was nearly as hot as the sun by the time we were finished.

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  9. Some days are just like that...and the heat doesn't help. But a good book will. ;)

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    1. I see your 'urgh' and raise you one %$@#=!

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  11. My husband officially retired and then started buying and selling stuff. Our garage is full of boxes. Yesterday he had a hissy fit because it is full up and he has to keep on moving things to get at other things. I keep telling him not to buy so much. Believe me, I feel your pain!
    Please don't overdo it and hurt your knee.

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    1. Too bad, so sad. That is a problem of his own making. He needs to come up with a different/better storage system.

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  12. Sounds like a typical male type of day, I'm with you on constantly move the same stuff around, as for trucks, my hubby it was always motorbikes, happily he has given them all up now.

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    1. It's time for Tim to start looking at things sensibly. PS He wants a motorcycle.

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  13. As the song goes, "There are days like this". If it's hot, it isn't a good idea to do very much. Brunch out, and then lounge around in the cool of your home later. Maybe visit the garden to check on plants, only to return inside and proclaim that it is just too damn hot outside.

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    1. Andrew, you're back!!! I'm glad to see you, and I hope the boys are taking good care of you as you recuperate!

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  14. Why does Tim need a fleet of trucks? I would be very grumpy too. It is time for another good talk, then you go on strike till he smartens up. Lol. Gigi

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    1. I plan to use the 3 hour trip to Harrisburg to have a good talk. Unless he jumps out of the car, he's going to have to listen.

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  15. Oh Lord, doing all that in the heat, I would be inconsolable. Moving the same shit around multiple times is rage inducing for me, too. We have the same deal here, especially because of he who must have all the things and keep all the things. I feel for you. Crank the AC way down and enjoy your book. If he can buy yet another truck, you can have the AC where you want it.

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    1. It seems to have gotten worse with Tim. He likes his stuff. It doesn't matter that he no longer needs the stuff. Just the idea that he might need the stuff is reason enough to keep it.

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  16. That sounds like a major ordeal that perhaps could have been prevented. You actually take it all pretty well all things considered. At least that it how it appears to me.

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    1. Tim is a very patient person. He gets an idea to move a camper. In my mind, you prepare for the job. You get the batteries charged. You find your chains, etc. etc. Instead, we go there with the end goal in mind and we spend the day working out the bugs to finally accomplish the task. He's patient about it. I'm not.

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  17. Ditto. Ditto. Ditto. Get some rest. Linda in Kansas

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    1. We have 3 hours to talk on the way to Harrisburg and that is going to happen.

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  18. If one can only drive one truck at a time, why four? Downsizing is such a good idea. Looking at the stuff my granddaughter has brought home, she could downsize at least 9/10s. Hopefully it will be a better and cooler day tomorrow.

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    1. That's my point. He doesn't. This truck is a flat bed. He's always wanted a flat bed. He just announces it, I remind him he's promised to sell a truck and he promises to do so. He will, so help me, sell one this time. We do not need this stuff.

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  19. Like it was stated above: I am so glad I am single! And, yes, the soaring temps do not help at all! I hope it's better for everyone today! It's to be cooler here today!

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    1. We've got 3 more days of near 100° temps.

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  20. Once again, your husband sounds very familiar to me. The difference here is that Glen knows far better than to ask me to get involved in his projects. They are HIS projects. I can't even imagine helping him move a wood pile three times in three months. Are you kidding me? You're a nicer wife than I am.
    I did have a small melt-down a few nights ago though when he got home from fishing. I need to learn to communicate better BEFORE I get to that point. Maybe in another forty years...

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    1. I was not nice. The nicest thing that I did was keep my mouth shut. We're very near a come to Jesus moment.

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  21. "Just say no!" You don't have to help him when you aren't feeling up to it. He must have friends he can ask. I don't get why you have to do everything together if you don't want to. Of course, I'm divorced so... ;)

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    1. This property is a joint project. We went into it together. I don't mind working on it. I do mind (very much) Tim needed to sort through ever god blessed thing the previous people left behind and deciding that he could use it for something. Or, it's cool. And bringing even more stuff in. We've got 3 buckets of lead. Who in the hell needs 3 buckets of lead?

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    2. Who the hell needs ONE bucket of lead?? What does one use lead for anyway, except as a weight on a fishing line?

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  22. You are pushing yourself a little too much I think, I know you feel much better with the new surgery, but it may not be as good inside as you think. Take it easy and give it time to heal. Hubands sometimes expect a little too much from his wife. Please learn to say" no I cannot do that today". We all care about you; friends do that you know.

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    1. Elliek. I am nor anonymous.

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    2. The thing is that all these things need to be done. We bought this neglected property some time back and it was full of junk and litter. I guess where I'm getting frustrated is that we both agree it needs cleared out. At the same time, Tim is bringing more Very Important Stuff in that he has a plan for. It's like a never ending task. He needs to stop bringing stuff in. He's got plans. There is not a lot of years left to do all the things that man has planned. It needs to stop.

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  23. "deja-moo" Hahahaha! I need to remember that one! 😂

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  24. " ... I, who truly loved my husband -- at least in the on-again-off-again, maybe/maybe-not, semi-happy way of just about any married woman ..." Three Days in June, by Anne Tyler

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  25. Well, I can understand the frustration, for sure! I wish I had some advice.

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