Well, today is Evan's birthday. It is also the day that the Sears repairman comes to look at our freezer. And we (translation, I) watched our friend's dog last night and this morning. We had Chinese with my mom last night for Evan's birthday. Then he disappeared, for a trip to "wal-mart" then he never came home. I spent the night with three dogs. It was fine. Everyone was well behaved. Then today he still isn't here, and I need to go to work, but I have our friend's dog, and also our dogs, and then the Sears guy is supposed to be coming from 8am-5pm, and someone has to be home, and not only did Evan not show up, but the contractors didn't show up today either- and this will be the second day in a row that they didn't come, with no warning or explanation... no phone call.
So I am here, needing to go to work. I have an extra dog and a Sears repairman on his way, no husband, and a house tore up with a December 5th deadline and no one working on it. And it is Evan's birthday, so I have his present all wrapped and ready to give him, and I can't even begin to imagine being nice, when really I just want to throw it at his head and say "here's your fucking present have a happy birthday by yourself because I am not speaking to you."
How is a person to handle all of these things? We recentlt (Friday) had a serious discussion, where I refrained from yelling and just plain told him how these things make me feel, make us look, and make me upset, and that did absolutely nothing.
What else am I supposed to do? Move out? Ha. Stop talking? Disappear? Smack him around? I don't get it. There is no instruction for what you do when the other spouse doesn't care what you have to say.
So on my way to work I went by the bachelor pad where I was sure Evan was sleeping. I don't have their cell phone number so I can't call, and I don't know which apartment it is, so unless I want to go knocking on every door until I find the right one, I am screwed. Sure enough. There is his car. So I get in his car, pick up his cell phone. He has 10 voicemails and 10 missed calls. Fabulous. I scroll through his phone until I see the cell phone number of the bachelor. Then I call the bachelor's phone and on the 47th ring he says "hullo?" and I said "this is Meagan, is Evan there" and the bachelor said "he was asleep on the couch but I thought he went home last night, let me check" and he comes back on and says "yes, he is there and he is getting up right now. Sorry about that. " SO I get in my car and go to work.
At 11:00 Sears Home Service Calls my cell phone (the alternate number) and Tells me that he tried my home number and no one is there, and his service call is scheduled from 11:30 to noon. SO I call my house, and Evan's cell phone (apparently still on the front seat of his car at the bachelor's house) and no answer. So I have to unexpectedly leave work, clock out even though I have no PTO, and go home to wait for the Sears guy. When I get there, the dog we (translation, I) am watching is still there on the porch, happy as can be, no accidents (what a good dog!) and I let him out to play. I vacuumed the bedroom and the bathroom. I cleaned the bathroom sink and the toilet. I cleaned up in the bedroom, tidied up the bed, hung up clothes, folded blankets, etc. The contractor shows up and starts staining the floor. Apparently his assistant has disappeared and won't answer his door. So he didn't come to work the past two days. No big deal right?
Then the sears guy comes and when he looks at the freezer he finds that there is a restriction in the freon tubing that can't be accessed because it is inside the body of the freezer. It's covered under warranty but it isn't repairable, so now we need to go to Sears and pick out a new freezer that the warranty will cover. But that also means we have to get the old chest freezer out of the basement, have it taken away, and get the new one to our house (delivery is only covered if they delivered it the first time) and into the basement, then replenish all the food that went bad and had to be tossed. And the way that husband has been, I have a feeling this will all be a job for Meagan.
So after the sears guy leaves, I let the visitor dog outside to potty, get my shoes on, let the dog in and restrict him to the porch, say bye to the contractor, and return to work, only to have my low fuel light come on and need to stop and get gas. So I get to Princeton Casey's, pump my gas, and realize I forgot my coat.
As I am writing the check out for the gas, I remember again that it is Evan's birthday, and when I write the date something clicks- November 30th. The day that our license plates expire (both Evan's and Mine) and the day that Evan's license expires and needs to be renewed. Evan and I had discussed how he would go to the DMV today and write a check for both of our stickers and renew his license. Well, since he is asleep on some bachelor's couch, and the papers are all at home, I am incredibly frustrated. Plus I NEED to get back to work because I am off the clock and I have no PTO. So that will tell you exactly how my day has been going. And exactly how I feel about my husband right now. So tomorrow when he drives with his expired license in his car with expired plates to the DMV to get stickers for MY expired plates, I am sure there is no chance that day can go any worse than today.