But of course!

The In-Laws made it in, safe and sound. Their plane arrived as we were pulling into the airport (30 minutes ahead of schedule) so by the time we parked and walked the mile and a half (not really but it seemed that long lol) they had already come through the gate & was waiting at baggage claims. Of course we were standing at the arrivals gate. So when his Mom called me we headed down there. They of course thought we would come down one way so FIL hid from view. But of course we came the other way so FIL was the first person Hubby saw. So I didn’t get a picture of his reaction. But whatever, it all worked out just fine. Hubby was blown away. All the stress of keeping the secret paid off. And I told MIL that I would never help her keep a surprise from Hubby again! LOL My nerves can’t handle it.

Phil and Sharla ended up not coming. Apparently Phil came down with the flu. To say Hubby is devastated is putting it mildly. I have no idea what will happen at the ceremony now since Phil was the guest speaker. But I’m sure it will still turn out nicely. I feel bad for Hubby though. But unfortunately, that is one of the bad perks of being married to me … he gets to feel the side effects of The Powers That Be. Sometimes, they not only pick on me, but like to pick on those closest to me also. It’s how I (we) roll around here. Those closest to me are not always safe.

About an hour after Sharla called with the news, Hubby got a text message from his BFF saying he would be making it for the ceremony and would be spending the night with us. Whoa. That came totally out of the blue. We haven’t seen Mark in years. But it was exactly what we needed to perk Hubby back up. So now I get to look forward to a night of drinking, laughter, and peeing my pants because putting them 2 together, and then adding alcohol to the mixture, and then you add in a drunk FIL, well yeah, I’ll be laughing so hard that I will pee my pants. The Child is over the moon that she will get to spend some time with her God Father. So even though the day started out on a depressing note, it ended on a very high note. I already have the camera battery charging. I may not get pictures of the ceremony, but I’ll damn sure have pictures of tomorrow night LOL

The moving company called Hubby today to let him know that the driver picking our stuff up on the 19th will want to deliver on the 21st. Hubby explained that that would not be an option because we won’t have the key to the new house till the afternoon of the 22nd. She told Hubby that he would have to discuss that with the driver. I told Hubby that *I* will discuss that with the driver. He will deliver on the 24th or the moving company can arrange another driver. I asked Hubby if he mentioned that they needed to send more than 2 people to pack and he said no. *sigh* So on Monday if only 2 people show, I will be calling and requesting more to come. I’m not going to have people in my house packing till after dark each night because they only sent 2 people. That or the packing company will allow me to pack also. I don’t have the time or patience for slow, unprepared people. I want to get this mess done and over with so I can move on with my life.

I’m so exhausted I hurt. My neck and shoulders are so stiff. Of course sleeping on the couch is making it worse. But it beats the hard floor. Tomorrow night Hubby will blow up the big air mattress since Mark will be sleeping on the twin bed in the spare room (that Hubby is currently sleeping in). Hopefully that will help. I doubt it though. I think I am developing arthritis in my right thumb and right middle finger. The joints are so swollen and it hurts to bend them. I don’t know if it is from just old age, or all the cleaning/packing/heavy lifting I have been doing or from signing all the damn paperwork we have been signing for weeks now. Regardless of how, it is there and it hurts and it makes signing my name painful and difficult. If only I had time to go get it looked at. *sigh* As it is, I don’t even have time to take The Child and myself to get our yearly flu shots. Guess I can do that once we get settled in Dodge City.

Now if I can just turn my mind off to go to sleep. Last night, everyone (minus The Child) decided to sit outside and stay up and catch up and chit chat till almost 2 am. Since I am sleeping on the couch, I didn’t have the luxury of saying goodnight and going to bed. Because they had to walk right past me to go up the stairs. I (meaning me myself and I only) had to get up at 7 to start the coffee pot and get The Child up and ready for school. No one else came down till 8 and that was only Hubby. So to say I’m so exhausted I can’t see straight is an understatement. I think when I log off here I am going to pull out the Big Gun and take drastic measures into my own hands and hit the NyQuil. Even though I am not sick or anything, desperate times call for desperate measures. And I will not be taking any chances on the ZzzQuil. I want the real stuff, the good stuff, the stuff that I know works. My ass will be knocked out within 20 mins. Of course I’ll have to deal with the "hangover" effects in the morning but ya know, it can’t be much worse than what I’ve been dealing with each morning as it is without a decent night’s sleep. So here’s hoping for a decent, drug induced night of sleep on an uncomfortable couch, that will be shared with Cocoa The Dog.

Sonofabitch! The stupid adds are back! Ugh! I have to wait till we move to pay to remove them … I may go bonkers! I may stay away from OD because of them. We’ll see how bad my need to clear my head is versus dealing with the annoying adds … 

Till next time ….