Merciless Monday

Today hasn't turned out the way I'd intended. Sammy woke up sick. I think he may have the flu. He's had a fever all day with the chills and aches. He fell asleep spontaneously on the couch and has only eaten a milkshake (that was one of my favorite "sick" foods growing up). Poor kid.

This NEVER happens.

Watching Arthur

I called the painters this morning because I hadn't heard from them since our initial consult. He never did come back with a written bid which isn't a great sign. When he called me back, he apologized and said he had gone out of town. Whatever. He came with the two painters (who looked like legitimate painters in their white jeans with paint all over them) and they all spoke Russian to each other. You know that feeling you get when you're getting a pedicure with your friend, and the two ladies giving you both your pedicures start talking to each other? I'm always sure they are talking about how gross my cracked heels are. I was sure these guys were talking about my somehow inferior bathroom. I just stood there waiting for a translation. (Um...Shelah...about your offer....) The business man (one who came last Friday) assured me they weren't saying anything bad. But it makes me so nervous not to know what is being said. I kept going over the things he told me he would do on Friday. Are they going to get the paint for the bathroom? And they know they need to paint the ceiling too? And retexture the wall? And paint the railing? Somehow, I am sure some of it will be lost in translation.

The bad news is that there is some leak in my bathtub causing moisture in the wall which is the source of the damage. It's obviously not a huge leak as it's taken five years for the drywall to crumble but they took off the cover to the tub and felt wetness underneath. I have to decide if I want them to fix the walls and leave the next owners to deal with this small leak or find a plumber to fix it. Jay left his cell phone at home today so I haven't been able to talk to him about it but I'm thinking we'll need to fix the leak. I don't think a home inspector would miss that. Ugh. It's always something.

The infamous burgundy and brass bathroom.

My bedroom that I painted a while back. Never posted a picture so here it is!

They also couldn't do it today. Of course. So they are coming tomorrow which might be pointless if I can't get this leak fixed. Derzic gave me the written bid which was $100 more than he verbally told me. He changed it to $550 when I called him on it and acted like he did so many bids that he just couldn't remember what he told me. Hmmmmm.

I am also starting a yelling fast. Honestly, I don't think I yell any more than the average mom. But Seth is such a sensitive soul and he calls me out on any inconsistency. He knows when I yell that I'm breaking the rules. Yesterday, he went to mormon.org and sent a bunch of ecards. I got one. Here it is.

So, no more yelling for me. I'm going to be the Gandhi of yelling. That is just not a memory I want my kids to have of me. And I don't yell at anyone else...ever. I don't know why I've let myself think it's o.k. with them. It's a habit I'm going to break.