the amazing, stupendous, procrastinating, now ticketed, man.

*sigh*

if i could talk today, i would surely be bending a friends ear. but i cant, so youre graced with silence. well, silence and a dirty look. 

my husband went out for me, 1st mistake, and bought hamburger buns. i was back from wally and didnt feel like going back out, as i feel really really bad. i noticed he was taking an extraordinarily long time. he went a long way around to get to savealot,  2nd mistake, and paid for it, dearly. not only did a cop nail him over the inspection sticker, he claimed our tint is too dark as well. funny, the trucks been inspected before and never a mention of tint. ive been through road checks, no mention of the tint. odd, isnt it? cop #426, mr. t. reed must have woke up on the wrong side of the donut shop. 

but, i cant be mad at the policeman, after all he was doing his job. and like everything else this week, had my husband listened to me and finished the job MONTHS AGO, i wouldnt even be talking about this, anyway. once again, procrastination has brought something to blow up in my husbands face. and as usual, the universe has timed this well. right when i get our finances in order, i now have to outlay $172 PER TICKET, and i have 9 days to do so. nobody has any idea how much this makes me want to choke my husband. well, he does. he got yelled by a woman who has no voice. whats that tell ya?  his little trip to christiansburg has now been cancelled, by me, permanently. and any other little plans for extra cash. he now knows, that his best bet is to work his ass off, both to pay the bills, and to shut me up, because i threatened, literally, to beat his ass. that part may have actually scared him, because i raised my hands. if he had said yes, you can beat my ass, id be taking a shower right now, because i actually would have done it, and enjoyed it, and might have even needed a cigarette afterward !

and so ill not be going ANYWHERE, particularly today, because he wont get the job finished anytime soon. for an hour and a half, hes been out there struggling to get the hub off just to have a look at whatever the problem is. if i could figure out how to do it, id just take the ****er to firestone and see how much it would cost me to get it fixed there. but i dont have any more magic up my sleeve this week. 

i could say im pissed, but im just resigned.

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i was a good girl yesterday, and i used my babysitting money to buy austin a new pair of sneakers for his birthday. his mom was ever so happy to find this out, because she apparently was planning to buy him a pair for his birthday too. she had to short me this week, she was supposed to pay me for this week and last, she pushed some of it to next week. this is tiring. but necessary. im holding off people too, so i know what shes going through. 

id like to think that at some point the us economy will improve enough that we can stop working for a living, and work for other shit, like being able to buy a damn beer at the end of the week.

ill blog more today, for now, im going to go lay down.