For the last 8 days I've had Sweet Man home on vacation. We had plans to do lots of honey-do's and mark them off our to do list but.....we must have gotten a stomache bug from somewhere (not mentioning any names but their initials are the grands). So instead of painting and updating our bathroom which looks like the wreck of the Hesperous, we cleaned out accumulation from just about anywhere we found any and rented movies. Lame O movies....nothing cool like Magic Mike, although he did rent The Avengers and I saw lips moving and things getting blown up and then Thor came on the screeen and I sat through the rest of the movie.
I'm beginning to have some serious doubts about our "retirement years". I don't know if we will be able to peacefully coexist. Seems like I've had the information all wrong for the past 40 years. I thought I was in charge of meals, the house, the animals....but apparently the latest memos are in the wind. Somebody unlocked the back door of our marriage and let this opinionated old man in to tell me what to do. He appears every once in a while but I usually scare him back out the front door with Sweet Man when he goes back to work on (his) Monday. But lately, that old crumudgeon has been hanging around more and more. I have told him that I hear his mother calling his name but that doesn't work anymore because she moved to Mississippi to live with the crowned prince of the family. Just because SM is the oldest doesn't mean he's heir to the throne.....that dubious honor went to the also ran brother whose birthday is on the 1st of April, go figure.
Anyway back to the grump that has vacationed with me. He has told me some things, well, let's just say I think he has over stayed his welcome. Tomorrow is the last day of the vacation fun time and I am just counting the minutes until Sweet Man takes the Grump and goes back to work.
Now don't get me wrong, Sweet Man is still that....it's just I don't think I can stand his alter ego for more than 35 hours and 47 minutes. I could stand him up against a firing squad wall but that's as far as the standing is going.
And so I will bid you good night and retire to the living room to watch NCIS reruns...maybe if I am lucky, it will be one that I have only seen 20 times. Tick Tock, and why yes I do have my snark on, thank you for asking.