Today may be one of those days...let me see...yep. It is.
Matt left for the week late night after work. We miss him already.
The Beauties (all four) woke in terrible moods this morning. They have fought, bit, hit, pulled hair, stolen toys and cried most of the day.
I finally got them down for a nap and the doorbell rang...For those of you that have been to our home...you know about the sign posted over the doorbell..."Please DO NOT ring the doorbell. Thanks." Yea...well obviously the MidAmerican guy cannot read. Because the &$%hole rang it. I sprinted to the door, hoping to catch him before he rand it again. I was in full glare as I opened the door, checking of course to see if the sign was still there, and yes it was. He proceeded t tell me he needed to replace the water meter on the back of the house. I asked if it would be a loud/noisy replacement, as I had three grumpy two year olds napping. He assured me it would not be loud. Midway through his job...I hear a loud and annoying hammering coming from his location. I went out and said, "I thought you assured me this would not be noisy?" He replied, "You think this is noisy?" I tried to hide my furry..."Well it is when you have three grumpy two year olds trying to go back to sleep, after some dude rang the doorbell and is now hammering right outside their bedroom window." Like I said...#&*hole.
The afternoon is continuing like the morning...
Grammy Pam is coming to take Chloe to Molli's softball game...the triplets will be in bed early...like maybe five. Is that too early?
2 comments:
Why are some days so rotten like that? Boy, when one person gets in a bad mood, it sure travels fast.
oh I remember panicking when people ignored my sign and rang the doorbell. I even pasted a sign over the doorbell!!!
Finally we disconnected the darn thing, lol!
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