It's hot down there!

Curse our lawn mower to hell! My half-bathroom toilet can also go there.

Silence!

My new fridge of 2 months is beautiful but I hate it! It is the noisiest piece of metal I have ever heard. I am completely annoyed by constant sounds like humming or buzzing. I want quiet! Not to mention that when the ice drops from the ice maker it sounds like a gun shot. Seriously. If you don't believe me, you should totally come for a visit. (and if it matters, the guest room is on the second floor where it's much quieter). If my house were filled with more kids that were incredibly noisy they would drown out the loud refrigerator. Perhaps I should invite my nephews for a visit. I sure love them and miss them, but they really are noisier than my noisy fridge.

Blah-blah-blah with a side of blah

I can honestly say today is my first "down" day since we moved. Not sure if I have a little bug or if my body is just plain exhausted, but I seriously have been a bum all day, with little energy to spare. Woke up to a brisk, chilly morning and put some capri's on Owen (seriously, NONE of his pants fit!). Feeling a little embarassed about it, but, hey, he looks cute in his glasses so who will even notice his ankles catching a breeze down there, right? Spent some time in the morning sweeping and mopping, and trying to convince my contractor that he wants to throw in more work for the amount my insurance company has agreed to pay. Starting to wonder if I should just sub-contract out the repairs myself....think I could get more for the money. Whatever....too exhausted to worry anymore about that today. The highlight of my day was being hugged by a stranger at Target this afternoon and told that I was doing a good job as a mom. She must've known I needed that today. I'm sure if you had noticed the glazed look in my eyes as I watched my cranky 4-year-old throw a complete fit in my shopping cart and then have a melt down because I needed him to try on one stinkin' pair of pants, you'd have felt the need to hug me too.

On Hold again

My friend, Autumn, gets the entire cake when it comes to dealing with billing errors. Myself, I take a close second....really close. I think she and I should go into business together and charge other people a fee to take care of their billing problems for them. I swear, since we moved I have spent several hours each month trying to negotiate rates and fees that I was promised when setting up new services. After three calls to AT&T I think I finally have what was promised, although the rebates have not physically appeared in my mailbox (they said give them 4-6 weeks). Today was my fourth lengthy call to DirecTV and I honestly still have not gotten what I was promised in the beginning. Whatever. After my call today they have agreed to give me a significant credit from a past purchase which will end up to be about the same as the monthly savings I was promised. I am keeping my fingers crossed that I will not have to call either of these companies again in the near future or I might have to poke my eyeball out with a dull stick - seriously.

I suppose the good news is that I got my electric bill today and it is less than last months bill (although, don't read too much into my excitement, it's still quite steep).

Friday!!

The toilet is fixed, hopefully, once and for all. Very grateful for the plumber who also showed me where all of my outside plumbing vents were and where my water main is. Now to tackle a leak near my shower door. Nothing a little caulking can't fix!

Also contemplating today if our lawn mower and I will ever be BFF's. Last week it hated me and didn't want to start. This week it ran out of gas and then I think I flooded it when I put more gas in it. Sigh. After sharing some profanities at it for, like, 30 minutes it finally started. The lawn is mowed, I've torn out two rose bushes, and moved a topiary. Now if I can only convince the edger and weedeater to be my friends....perhaps next week.

Right now I'm glad it's Friday, that there's football tonight, and that for this moment, nothing new is broken in my house.

The Sh!tter is Full

The toilet is clogged....AGAIN. I need both my fingers and Mikes to count the number of times we have had toilet issues since we moved into our house two months ago. After the first $75 spent to a plumber I quickly aquired a toilet auger from Home Depot. Love the thing! That is, until this week. Spent money on Monday to have a plumber come again, remove an entire toilet, replace said toilet, and make it work. Same toilet is now stopped up again. Apparently we have small pipes....at least that's what a neighbor told me. I guess that means we have huge crap. Huge.

Welcome to my life.

Our house has opened our eyes to a whole new journey. A journey that might be constantly turning right now, but I'm hell-bent on making that journey a straight line. Seems like every day brings us a new set of problems. I am determined to overcome all of them....while possibly learning some new skills along the way. I suppose the good thing is that I'm not afraid of a challenge, the bad thing is that our front trees do not have money growing on them.

My husband always tells me I am a complainer. Indeed. I can't disagree. It's my way of dealing with things. On the flip side I am, for the most part, a very positive person. I thought I'd take a stab at this new blog to help vent some of my daily frustrations. I also think that most of my challenges are quite humorous....even if they don't seem that way at the time.