My Dishes (& my Body) Are Finally Washed!


The sink is finished, we got up this morning between 16 & I we got the under sink valves turned off so we could have water in the bathroom & I could wash some clothes (Always a priority) we had homemade pancakes for brunch (no one, even mr 7 was up before 10 today I’m afraid I’m raising a pack of night owls like myself) both 10 & 7 helped me make them 7 likes to flip the pancakes & 10 likes mixing them & breaking the eggs especially. Then we began making our craft project a halloween banner with pieces of that foam sheeting stuff, I’d made one out of construction paper back when 7 was a baby & I didn’t have any money for floam & actually had to have an argument with the ex to get the construction paper! We cut out ghosts, harlequin masks, jackolanterns & Witches hats & decorated them with mettalic pens, glitter & more foam. eventually they’ll be strung on colored pipe cleaners & hung on a wall, like this halloween one that 7 & 10 made in addition to the ones we were all making. They put theirs together for something to do while 16 & I were decorating more in depth, it gave them a feeling of getting something acomplished, they hate that I wouldn’t put up the others because I want the glue to dry completley so I don’t end up with parts of floam candy corns & pumpkins all over the floor under where I put the banner.
Around 5 16’s friend & her boyfriend came over, the boyfriend is the one who was going to take the last nut off my kitchen sink. He did it! it took an hour or so even for him, to loosen it up & make get the whole faucet pulled off, after that, hooking up the new faucet took less than 15 minutes for me, inexperienced novice that I am, to finish- it looks lovely, the whole arm sticks up higher than the old one, every time I go out there & see it it looks funny to me, but I’ll get used to it, I’m not unhappy with the quality, compared to the 50+ year old one which was there it’s shiny, feels strong (though I fully expect mr 7 to NOT sit on this one- he’s been listening to his sisters & I bitch about him breaking the old one since the problem began back in June & is heartily sick of the whole thing.

After all that hard work we had a lovely dinner, a beef roast & potatoes, with french onion soup mix on them & some water, sealed up in foil & baked, we had fresh bread because miss 16 was bored & also because the oven on with the dryer on makes the house warmer (I’m trying to hold out until november 1 before purchasing any kerosene for the heater) the weather is supposed to co-operate next week & be over 70 all week again (YAY) & we’ll be watching a scary movie on video tonight, Skeleton Key, not sure if I’ll like it, I probably will, I used to love slasher type movies of the friday the 13th variety but after my brother died I lost interest (we used to watch them together) Ann told me through IM it was more the suspense type of movie though so should be good. Last night I rented Walk the Line, on the advice of a co-worker (the same one I was discussing the sink with- he & I have worked on the same teams off & on for 4 years- since he started there, about a year after me) I’m a rock & roll fan all the way, can’t stand country music (though I always had some respect for Johnny Cash) & neither can W, my co-worker, but he said he started watching it to be polite to his father who wanted to see it & ended up really liking it so he recommended it to me, I liked it too– 16 was dubious but sat down & watched it & loved it- more so than I did actually.

Back to work tommorow, with all the best intentions of making a full week, maybe even 3 or 4 hours of overtime, who am I kidding, after 1 month in which we got 1 week out of 4 without overtime we’re back to overtime every week, mandatory. so 4 hours wether I like it or not, unless I leave again, I refuse to try to get 4 hours extra if I’m not even there for 40 hours, after all, If I’m missing work because I’m sick, how will it improve things if I’m there sick? No use arguing with management, they’re always sure they’re right.


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