The calm after the storm

My daughter-in-law left early this morning for her weekend with her family. My son and I agreed not to tell her what happened yesterday until after her trip. The only thing she noticed that was out of place were the pictures that fell off the wall when my son slammed a door.

I spent the evening copying video tapes to my computer. It's all part of a project for my dad. I found footage of his mother in my sister's old home movies. I have contacted my brother-in-law's family so see if they would like to have DVDs created from the old movies.

Other than working on the video for dad, I want to get the pool filter running today. It looks like a swamp, but I know I can clear it. I started removing the leaves on Thursday. The filter will remove a lot, but we will still keep cleaning. I hate that pool and could live without it, but it is here and I have put money into it to make it usable, so we will use it. I figures when the deck reaches the point where it is no longer usable, we will disassemble the pool and get rid of it. I never wanted it. I just let my sister go ahead with it to appease her. She was in it all of 2 times.

What a bummer

I hate it when I climb all over my son. This morning it happened after a series of events lead me to find hamburger wrappers and cat pee behind a chair in the livingroom. It's not fair that I seem to have these blow-ups when his wife is not available. The problem is that they live like slobs. Nothing is ever put away. Empty soft drink cans and dirty plates litter the livingroom and my son's office. I hate going into their bedroom. I cleaned it once when they went away for a few days. I won't do it again.

We need to sit down together and hash this out. My fear is that this behavior will continue when they have children. The answer I get from my son is that he is busy with school and his wife has work. Somehow I worked a very demanding career, raised a son, kept a fairly clean house, did yardword and still had time to sit down and watch a movie.

I've written down what set me off today so that I can talk with my daughter-in-law. She is working right now. She will be home for a little while, but then has to go back to work until 10 pm. Tomorrow she is leaving to spent the long weekend with her mother. I think I need to let it wait until she gets home. I need the notes to explain how this happened.

I hate this.

It's been a while

I think I need to start using this as a diary. Things happen and I don't remember them or only remember part of them. Today I called a company that had charged my debit card for $1. My account was overdrawn, so that was an extra chunk of money. When I called the number listed on my statement, it turned out to be for a medical discount card. I never would have said OK to that. Then they mentioned the $100 gas card come-on. That I remembered! That is the only part I remember. I would not have approved it if they were going to charge my card before I saw the program. Well at least the bank is going to reverse the charge and the NSF charge. Life is expensive enough.

This business with my memory bothers me. I have times like now when I feel dizzy and floaty. I can make sense, but not if I am given too much stimulation. Right now I would get really pissed if someone interrupted me. These are the days when calls like that come in. Or someone beeps in on call-waiting. There never seems to be anyone doing that except when I feel weird.

Maybe I am feeling this way because I worked on cleaning the pool today which I am not supposed to do. Sean's going to help me with the pool tomorrow. Seems like I always have to start on a project by myself before I get help. I have had dinner while I was typing this and I feel a little better.

My niece is in jail again. She has been there since March. This may be her "third strike". At least she has not been bugging me. I still keep waiting for "pay phone" to show up in the Caller ID.