Gord is usually my stumbling block
Our home builders are very good to us... and suggested we see one one their show homes that had that color on the baseboards and window frames. That meant another road trip...because this house was about 20 miles from our house...yay I love road trips...and having lunch at a greasy spoon after that. Excuses to eat grease is right up my alley.
We walked around the show home and saw immediately it was the right shade. Actually if Gord didn't want all the stuff he wanted for our house....this house would have been perfect for two retiring old farts like us. It was a small bungalow with a really nice enclosed patio. But he is determined to spend all our money before we die....thus the big house is where I will kill myself cleaning it. I want this written on my tombstone...
Her lies Joanie Balonie
full of macaroni
Gord killed me
And didn't give a shit
Cleaning the big house
Threw me into a fit.
I promise to be a better blogger after all this has gone down with my brother and then with the house...plus now we have to sell it. Lot's of shit still on our plate.
Bro was ambulanced to the hospital earlier this week. again....apparently the discharge doc...forgot to put his diuretics in his med prescription when he went home.. FFSAKES..... He has congestive heart failure for shit sakes...how could they have missed that? SIL was surprised that he didn't have a med like that in their regime...but thought perhaps is was a new med was taking care of that she didn't know about.
They took out 16 litres of water out of him. His is back home now. Sigh.......a little lighter.
I have a few pic's to post from my nieces social on Saturday...but I don't have them on this computer. I will post them tomorrow. Most of you will have seen them on facebook already.