Well, today was another of Joe's "goal oriented" days. These are the kinds of days when I'd prefer to hide under the bed. He becomes totally single-minded and anything or anyone who gets in his way is bound for an earful. So much hubbub and commotion on his side of the office. It is NOT fun to be around. And, he is constantly needing this or that or something else from me when he does this stuff. I just want to be left alone in peace and quiet sometimes.........
In October, we submitted all the documentation necessary for a loan modification application for our first mortgage--55 faxed pages. In November, when we called to check on the application, we were told there were certain items that were required that we failed to submit. So, we submitted them. Today we were told there were certain items that were required that we failed to submit. So, we submitted them. We are starting to wonder how many times we have to move our game pieces around the board before we get to buy a hotel! Sooner or later, surely they will tell us what ALL the required pieces of paper are so we can be sure they're all submitted, right? DH, of course, was a loan officer and you can just imagine how irate he becomes when asked to play another round of this same game. He was meticulous about being sure to send them everything they asked for in the first package so we know they haven't asked for this other stuff in a timely manner. I don't blame him for being angry, but, when it's a company 2000 miles away with which you're angry, the anger is just a waste of precious energy.
Well, I got that freebie for ACOT finished up today except for adding in the terms of use and the piracy notice and zipping it. As it turned out, I elected to make something fresh as opposed to trying to dig through my hard drive looking for something. I HATE digging through my hard drive. It is just a wreck since the crash in November and makes me frustrated and sad to look at it closely. Anyway, I put together 4 solid papers, 2 print papers, and some miscellaneous Christmassy elements and that's my freebie.
I did NOT get that preview fixed. I should do it now instead of this, but I'm about all used up for the day. So, I'll try to get that done in the morning.
I'm still working on those shelves in the kitchen. One to go and a few containers to get back on the first two shelves. I'll be glad when this is over, but it HAD to be done. I don't think I could have eaten anything cooked in this kitchen if I'd known about the dirt and hadn't cleaned it.
I've managed to get the dust ruffle and the bottom sheet washed and dried from our bed and the duvet is in the washer. I'll move it to the dryer before I crash. Tomorrow, I think I will try to get to the mattress cover. In the meantime, I will sleep with whatever is left on the bed and just not worry about it. It's not like I can do much better. I usually get up about the time Joe comes to bed. Then, when he gets up, it's a mad rush to figure out something for lunch, time to eat lunch, and time to get ready for work and out the door. Then I come home around 7-8PM and try to wash some part of the bed clothes. It's a challenge. Our bed is always, it seems, in the process of becoming clean........ But, for the moment, I'm fairly well caught up on the rest of the laundry, so that's always a good thing.
I pretty much managed to go through the living room and get rid of the dust. I even washed the windows on the french doors between there and the office. With the dogs around, they'll stay clean for about a nano-second, but for the moment they're clean.
I broke down and bought some cleaning "equipment" recently. If I have to do the job, I need some tools that work for me. A while back, I bought a mop from Flylady.net. I don't know if she's still selling them, but they're great. They have a set of microfiber cloths that are attached to the business end of the mop. When you're done with them, they go in the washer and can be reused. The microfiber cloth does a great job of capturing dog hair, a constant challenge in this house. And, once it's given a good shake, I just grab the Windex bottle and start squirting the floors and take that mop over all the wet areas. It does a great job wet or dry. I also bought some "royal rags". They're called "royal" because they're purple. They're oversized microfiber cleaning clothes. They do a great job on glass--no lint--and again because they're microfiber, they do a good job of capturing dust. I tried one out in the living room and was really pleased with how well it worked.
I also bought a "rubba scrubba". Folks seem to be buying these things 3 or 4 at a time, but I only bought one. They're supposed to be dynamite on dog hair. My plan is first to try it out on the chair Max, the German Shepherd, sleeps in all the time. Next, I want to go around next to the baseboards and clean that area. Too close to the baseboard for the beater bars of the vacuum and the tools just don't have the oomph to grab the hair. So we'll see what this little baby can do. They are getting rave reviews for all sorts of uses, particularly pet hair and scrubbing things you have to scrub but don't want to scratch. Anyway, if this little item works as well as the mop and the "royal" rags, I'll be one happy camper. I'm also happy not to be Swiffering and paying a high price for the pads and then contributing them to a land fill. And, I think I'm too darned old to be doing floors on my knees!
I still have not scrapped anything. I did download a couple of kits from Bella Gypsy. I'll get something done with them, though technically that "something" should have been by today. Oh, well........
Now for the juiciest bit of this blog post. The one where I'm being taught to "expect a miracle". (Hard to believe Oral Roberts, who coined that phrase, has gone to Heaven. He'll be missed here on earth, that's for sure.) Anyway, anyone who reads this blog on even a semi-regular basis likely knows that I have a part-time job doing the books for a company of which my stepson is General Manager. And, he has been a whole lot less than sweet to me over the year and a half I've worked there. He's yelled at me, he's picked at me, he's tried to fire me, he's lied about me to the company owner, and so on. Well, last week he announced via e-mail that he wanted to talk to me. That's cause for an immediate case of diarrhea. I abhor going into the office because of the unpleasantness I encounter there when he is there. But, I had to face the music......... Imagine my total shock when he began apologizing for the way he has treated me. He said he knows he makes me cry and he's sorry about that. He said he gets in a bad mood and then it spills out on me. He apologized for being mean and angry and screaming at me and ........... Well, I had to choke real hard to keep the tears down. It had to be God. There is no other possible explanation for such a complete reversal of attitudes. I told him that I had not understood his attitude. That he may have excellent reasons not to like his last stepmother but I'm not her. I told him that I'm his father's wife and I know that if he and I can't get along, his father will stand with me. Joe may tell me I'm wrong, but he'll stand with me. And the last thing I want ever is to be a wedge between my husband and his son. Anyway, the air is cleared between us. I hope it can stay that way. And I am most grateful to God for this miraculous change. I was disappointed in myself in that I was SO shocked; after all, I'd prayed and prayed for a resolution to the problem. I'd prayed and prayed for God to help me love Matthew even though he has been so totally unloveable. And, yet, I was shocked when God actually did what I asked him to do. Oh, me, what little faith I have..........
Well, I've been dealing with a headache of varying intensity for about 7 hours now. I'm going to call my husband and say good night, take a mega ibuprofen, and go to bed. Have a good night!