Monday afternoon + Dinner date at the house= A busy ass day!

We were supposed to go to the laundry mat  to wash clothes and the bedding, but I am glad that we didn't we wouldn't have had time to finish what we were supposed to do. Six hours just seems to pass before you know it. It's a good thing I started to do my chores yesterday!

As I shared, we ended up cleaning the house but I knew I was still going to have things to do today. I was going through the advertisements for Albertson's and HEB to see what was on sale this week. Last week I went and wrote down the dishes I wanted to cook that week and wrote down the ingredients I needed. I didn't do that this week, and I'm wondering if that was a mistake. This week I just wrote down what was on sale, cut out the coupons that was in the advertisements and organized the coupons I knew I wanted to use. While I am thinking about it, I should organize everything and put it in my coupon book since Daylan bought it for me.

We walk inside and I am on a mission. We walk from end to end of the grocery store trying to find the things that I wanted to get. I actually was able to get blueberries and strawberries at a decent price, thank goodness. I got more ingredients that I needed to cook dinner tonight. I got things that were BOGO deals. I got items that were 10 for $10 even though I only grabbed a few of each. We even grabbed stuff we didn't need but got anyways because either it was a good deal or thought we would need for tonight. In the end we spent $108.55 which is a little higher than our normal bill, but we saved $58.06. Most of this was healthy foods so this was a very good week!

   In this picture we got four boxes of cereal. Two are Honey Bunches of Oats with Almonds and two are Pops. Daylan loves the kiddy sugar coma cereals. I like the adult cereals with 1/4 the sugar. That was 4 for $8. We also got four cases of soda which was 4 for $10.88 but I swiped a $1 off coupon from another store so that was $9.88 for four cases. The beer wasn't on sale but I like it. I got three cans of biscuits for $5, so with that I got a free half gallon of OJ (which I had to get a rain check for at the customer service desk) and a free dozen of eggs. I got five bags of various frozen vegetables, in case I run out of fresh produce or it goes bad. I got a free bottle of Excedrin for when Daylan gives me a headache when he yells at the "People in the XBOX." The cream cheese was BOGO. There were also three cans of Hunts tomato sauce 3 for $1. Everyone knows bananas are cheap. The strawberries were $3.99 so half price and I got two pints of blueberries for $5. Mushrooms were on sale for $1.79, which was half off so I grabbed two.  Two rolls of paper towels were something we needed. Two boxes of spaghetti for $1 each. I eat bread constantly so two loaves of bread for $1.49 a piece. The pork was BOGO. For $18.98 we got 20lbs worth of pork. I also got a 5lb bad of potatoes for $3.99. We got syrup, Worcestershire sauce and soy sauce because we ran out. I cook a lot with the latter two. The bag of sweet potato chips were free. Last but not least was two cans of diced tomatoes for $.79 a can.

It could have been better. I could have had more BOGO deals, I could have had more coupons and we could have gone without the beer but all in all it wasn't too horrible. We ended up really stocking up our fridge and freezer. Our fridge really needs to be cleaned out but I think we do well in there. You wouldn't know it by the door but it's pretty much healthy food. The whole top shelf is pretty much juice, tea, water and milk. The top drawer is usually our cheese and lunch meat, but we are out. The two bottom drawers are for the fresh vegetables. The middle section is yogurts, biscuits and other miscellaneous things. We certainly are getting better about keeping healthy food in there.

The freezer is just meats and frozen vegetables. We do have waffles and two frozen pizzas for nights I just don't want to cook. We normally don't have AS much meat in there, but since we got a good deal on pork, we separated it out. Three bags of four chops and two bags of two chops, all of which are vacuum sealed. Oh yeah, we are good for a while. All we will have to shop for are fresh produce, cheese and stuff we run out of. We won't have to do major shopping for two weeks or so. Please note that the picture below is almost the epitome of heaven for a man; a freezer full of meat.

I felt pretty good today. I have a clean house (for the most part) and I have more than enough food. Our bedroom needs minor work (mostly the bed and the love seat in there, Gabriel's room is the catch-all at the moment and the sun room just needs to be organized. The house doesn't look horrible at all. I never got to go for my walk but between the house work and the grocery shopping, I think I made up for it. I just have got to get into the habit of walking by myself again. I found a longer route around the neighborhood and one lap is a mile and a half. :) Oh yes, it shouldn't be so mundane now.

I'm not looking forward to washing two more hampers of clothes because it just means I am starting over on ironing. I just finished it today. Yeah I am pouting right now. However I did span it out all week. If I could just get two days of ironing, 2-3 hours each, I'd have it done so I wouldn't have to worry. I just got burnt out from a few weeks ago when we had to wash practically everything we owned. God I did enough ironing and folding that it pretty much lasted me that entire week. I hated the sight of fabric by the time that week was done.

I also got to prep and cook more quantity of food than I normally make. Everything was made from scratch. http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cream-Cheese-Chicken/Detail.aspx

I was supposed to cook for six and a toddler so I made enough for about two servings per person. I made mashed potatoes with it. I took a bunch of potatoes, probably nine, and I cubed it. I boiled it in a huge pot with garlic powder and Italian seasoning so it would have some flavor going in. Once it was in a bowl, I added butter, milk, steak seasoning, cilantro, Italian seasoning, more garlic powder, and pepper. You would think it would be overpowering but it was still a bit bland, which is how I wanted it. The cream cheese chicken was put into two glass dishes and put in the oven. It was only supposed to cook for 15 minutes, but I was cautious. The chicken was packed in so tight that I kept it in for half an hour instead. It was still bubbling in it's own juices, but it still was dry. Trust me, I'd rather have dry chicken then semi raw chicken that would get all of us sick. Kristie and Desiree still said it was good. Daylan made banana fosters for dessert.

Plans changed a bit. I was going to boil some vegetables for the color but Amber and Marcus ditched at the last minute. They texted with "Amber just got off work and we still have important things to do." I was upset. I take things too personally and I know I should fix it. It's just they have known about dinner for a week but they  never responded to us till two or three days ago. I should have taken that as a hint. Daylan sent them a text and I sent something on FB. Half an hour ago, this is what Amber posted on FB. "So ran some erins today and while marc got his hair cut autumn and me went to petsmart and when we left autumn said..."bye kittty kitty, bye puppy, bye fish...lol shes funny." What THAT what was so important that ditched a free meal for?!? A hair cut and a trip to a pet store? I even had ravioli, juice or milk and yogurt for Autumn, who is 18 months (give or take) and kid movies set up on Netflix for her to watch. We bought extra beer for Marcus so he could have some. Actually we bought extra in case everyone wanted some. I like the beer anyway so I'll drink it. I get that Amber is 19 or 20 and Marcus is probably 22, but still. I should have known better.  Why do I even try?


Thankfully everyone had a larger serving than they wanted, and they ate it, so I don't have a ton of leftovers left. I have enough for one medium sized tupperware container which Daylan will just bring with him to work. I hate leftovers. I can eat a bunch of stuff in small amounts because I get tired of the taste. That is why I don't like leftovers; I get bored. It's also a good thing that Daylan is a human garbage disposal. He'll eat anything, even if there are a few ingredients he doesn't care for.


Now I'm sitting in bed because my back hurts. It tends to get sore if I have been on my feet all day. It was never this way before I was pregnant but this certainly isn't a symptom that has gone away. I'm just sitting so my back can stop aching and listening to the storm outside. The wind is howling and I heard big pieces of hail fall earlier. Tonight or tomorow is rumored to bring snow. If that is true, it will be the first snowfall all season. Even Florida had snow! I have yet to see it. I'd prefer it to snow during the day so I could actually see it, but I'd be happy with seeing snow on the ground when I woke up. 


I believe I will go ahead and finish this. I already posted the same pictures on FB so at least I don't have to worry about that. I just have to wash my makeup off and then I can read my book. I'm trying to make it a habit to read at night (in silence). Maybe it will calm my mind and give me just a little bit more peace. Besides, I have a ton of books that I own that I either haven't read or am halfway finished with. I might as well just start them all over.


Toodles!

The joys of a clean home.

It's amazing how I try to find images of a maid or cleaning women and all I get are slutty pictures online. I didn't get links to a porn site, just random photos. Girls pretending to clean wearing their Halloween costume or things of that nature. Don't people have more class? Anyone can get a hold of their photo now. It's now in cyber space.

I was able to get quite a bit done today. Daylan helped but his help wasn't immensely helpful. He did clean the bathroom (although I haven't inspected it yet) and he did pick up the living room, but when I asked him to vacuum the house (after he broke glass in our bedroom which needed to be vacuumed anyway) he only vacuumed half the bedroom. When I asked him to vacuum more, and did say the rest of the house, he half-assed the other half of the bedroom. I got fed up and just vacuumed it myself.

I kept thinking about how I am becoming more like my mom. It may take me a while to clean, but I think I clean pretty effectively. Daylan half-assing it only pisses me off to the point where I just go behind him and do it my way. I just don't want him to think he gets off scott free, which is why I insist he helps me. I refuse to be the woman who does it all. He has become accustomed to my bringing his dinner plate to him, but that is as far as I am going to go.

It's amazing how a clean house can make me relax a little bit more. Too bad I'm just too lazy to keep up with it, but I do get irritated very quickly about how fast the house gets turned upside down. It's easier to just put my mind at rest. It's still running in ten directions but at least I can look at my house and take deeper breathes, figuratively. Maybe I will stop sneezing in our bedroom all the time. It's only when I am sitting up in bed. It is getting quite annoying. Taking a break from that would be nice. I'm sure if we had company over more often, I'd clean the house more often. It is embarrassing to have friends come over to a messy home, but it just doesn't happen often enough. Regardless, it makes me a little happier to see a cleaner home.

Man why can't I just have a cleaning crew come twice a month? Oh yeah, because it is $50 a pop. It's a nice idea, but still. The problem is that we have way too much small junk and I don't have enough storage things. I keep saying I will have a garage sale, but I keep putting it off. Not only that, I need to write down the things that I want to sell. I'll figure it out whenever I have to start packing again. Perhaps I'll just get separate box(es) labeled as "Garage Sale" so that I can just get it sorted out. Hey a little extra money is a little extra money.

I can breathe a little bit easier. At least the house is presentable for our company tomorrow. I just have to finish ironing and do the kitchen. Tomorrow I plan on doing laundry. I know it means I will have to start over on ironing, but I can keep the clean laundry in the spare room until company leaves. I also want to wash the bedsheets, spray the pillows/mattress, air out the house by opening both doors for a while and get some more grocery shopping done to accommodate for six or seven people. Of course that means I will have to have cooking done before everyone comes at 6:30. Besides, I want to have Daylan for for a walk with me again. I'm still working on having him walk longer distances and he is fighting me on it with tooth and nail. Pretty soon I am going to have to seriously put my foot down. We both need exercise and he isn't getting it sitting and playing video games. It will be harder for me to get the motivation to lose weight if he isn't willing to do it with me.

Well, it is midnight and I want to get some more ironing done before I retire for the evening.

That theory went out the window.

Supposedly the human brain does hundreds of functions at one time. It regulates your breathing, it sends commands to keep your heart pumping, it sends commands down your nerves to your muscles to have spasms and you are constantly thinking. The phrase "So stop thinking!" is physically impossible. If we were to stop, we would have already expired. The only thing possible is quieting the mind. Even then the brain is constantly working. Talk about having employee of the month every month. I have also heard that if you die in a dream, you will die in real life. I don't know if that is true, but what I know is false is the theory that if you wake up in the middle of a dream, you won't be able to go back where you left off.

If there is one thing people need to know about me is I despise working fast food. I've done it for ten years and I find it degrading. I've worked for Pizza Hut, Burger King, Sonic, Golden Corral and Whataburger (for two months). I kept having to go back because it was the only thing that would pay anything worth a damn. I don't ever want to go back because of how embarrassed I personally feel whenever I work there. The smell of my clothes is a major turn-off as well. Now that people know this, they will understand why the following dream was more like a nightmare to me.

 In this dream, I was working in a fast food chain. I have no proof that it was McDonald's, but it was just a feeling I got. I never heard anyone say it, I never saw the logo, but it just had that smell. Every possible scenario that could have happened, did in fact happen. It was also so extreme. Rarely did the same situation repeat itself but it all seemed to have the same outcome because I kept waking up. When I did wake up, I would try to stay awake long enough to distract myself but when my head hit the pillow, I would be back into that horrible world of fryer grease, visors and burger juices.

The manager reminded me of the manager I had at Whataburger, Jamie, and I hated her there. She was the same pretentious woman, but I never saw her face. I was in the lobby trying to stock things up and wipe stuff down and I'd be getting yelled at for not staying up front, even though there was someone already there. There were three places I was suppose to stock and organize and it was a mountain of stuff in these stations. It had to be at its max in order to be perfect (which I overstock anyway so I don't have to go back anytime soon). I'd wake up.

The dream would either start over or continue with my being behind the counter taking an order. The screen is so unfamiliar to me. The abbreviations are foreign, the combo numbers are a mystery (except for number one and number two which are the same no matter where you go) and the way the computer worked baffled me. A customer would tell me with such speed that they wanted a number seven, number nine and number four and I would constantly have to turn around to look at the menu behind me because I had no idea what they were ordering. Here is the bitching manager telling me that I should know all this by now, because my entire first day was spent behind the counter. I'd wake up.

On to another dream sequence. I'm still behind the counter and I happen to recognize a face. I have no idea who this person actually is, but in my dream he was in fact a regular. Maybe I worked here before? He looks at me and his eyes brighten as he has that hint of recognition. It was almost a relief to him because it appeared, to me, that he wouldn't have to look at another stranger. I did in fact tell him that I left, moved to Texas and just recently came back, for a year. I'd wake up again.

Bathroom trips didn't help. Paying attention to the tv didn't help. Getting drinks of water didn't help. I'd still wake up constantly and I'd still go back to this horrific dream. I'd still wake up disoriented and fatigued because it felt like I hadn't even gone to sleep at all. It didn't matter that the time on the dvr kept moving on. 3:00. 3:43. 5:23. 8:45. Not even glaring into the sunlight would help. I'd still go right back to the same dream.

People are ordering these things is such extreme quantities. A whole party or a family would be in front of me. They are ordering 13 burgers, 22 fries, 30 drinks and the computer won't lump each thing together. I am scattering through the screen to make sure the order is right, and these people are so impatient with me. I'm panicking intensely. They look at me like I am an idiot because how hard can fast food be, honestly? Anyone can do it. It's the bottom of the totum pole in experience and yet here I am struggling. I'd wake up again.

I'm back in the dream but I am trying to mop or clean the bathrooms. Right when I finish a task, it magically gets messy again. The more times I do it, the worse it ends up getting and all the while I am being called to return to the counter. I am being reprimanded for wasting time because it is obvious that I haven't done anything at all. This whiny, power-hungry manager is talking down to me and forgets that I have as many years of experience as her (it just isn't all at once and all in one company). The title has gone to her head, as it did in Whataburger, and I am fighting to not yell back in frustration. I'd wake up.

Back again I'd go and I'd leave. My parents would be there to pick me up, Gabriel would be there asking why I wasn't home. Clocks would always say 2pm, which was supposed to be my time to clock out, but it would never happen. Seconds would tick away but the time never changed. It was like I was chained there. I could not leave. I'd wake up thinking that this would be the end but without fail I am back in this dream that literally is a nightmare to me.

Now that I know dreams can in fact either start over entirely or start where you left off, why can't this happen on dreams I actually enjoy, like hot dreams with Taylor Lautner? Yes, I've had dreams where Daylan says I giggle and Taylor was the reason why. No, these dreams away go away even when I fall back asleep immediately. I'd even concentrate on that dream in hopes to go back. Instead, I go right back to the dream that I would try to avoid. Fast food. What garbage!

Yesterday just wasn't a good day.

Today was a better day. I don't feel nearly as down as I was yesterday. Sometimes I get into these funks and all I can focus on is all the stuff I wish I could change. "If I had the money..." is how it usually starts. I'd pay off my car, I'd pay off my debts, I'd go to FL, I'd go places. Usually it's not an issue but sometimes these thoughts penetrate my brain. I think I can be mildly ADD because if one thing gets stuck in my head, then it stays for days.

For instance, Jennie showed me a wedding dress and whatnot, and that is what I thought about for a week. I thought about how I could plan a cheap wedding. If the dress was of good quality, I would wear this. http://www.aliexpress.com/product-fm/339637664-Free-shipping-new-2010-wedding-dress-create-high-quality-materials-with-good-products-nearly-a-thousand-wholesalers.html Then it was about getting a house and furniture. I thought for days about the kind of house I would get. Then I got a traveling bug so I started to image all the planes I'd hop to visit all the countries on my list. It just seems that either I need a strong jolt to distract me, something new to replace the obsession or time to pass so it disappears on its own.

It seems that I will be cooking for six on Monday. I wasn't sure if Kristie and Desiree were going to come over. In fact, I thought that they wouldn't because I hadn't heard anything. Even Marcus and Amber didn't seem like they were going to come but Daylan says that they are. I will definitely need more groceries. I figure I will make cream cheese chicken. It was a hit with us. You look at the recipe list and it sounds disgusting, but we really did love it. It's cream cheese, mushrooms, chicken and then coated with nuts. There are other ingredients but that is pretty much the gist of it.  I guess I'll do boiled carrots with brown sugar and biscuits. I don't know about the sides yet.

I'm just glad that I am feeling better. Daylan and I went for a walk around the neighborhood and I went into a section I hadn't thought about before. We saw quite a few nice houses down there. "I'd buy that house" or "I'd build a house like that but it would have this drive way or this garage". We got back to talking about how much houses cost here. He asked me if I would turn half of the backyard into a garden and I told him it would depend on how big the yard is. I did find a house with a miniature green house in the front. It's perfect. No bugs could get to it and the deer wouldn't eat it. I could grow my own vegetables in there.

I even got another printer. It's the exact same one as the one we have, and hopefully it will work. There is no reason why it wouldn't. Who knows, maybe it has new ink in it. LOL. I can go back to printing my own coupons now :) Speaking of, I still need to clip last Sundays coupons. There weren't a bunch of coupons I'd use, but you never know. Something may go on sale. Now that Daylan bought me a coupon book, I can organize it without having thirty or forty loose coupons in my hand.

Anyway, I should go ahead and get a grocery list started for Monday and Daylan will be coming home from work shortly. Oh the joys of Sonic life. I can't wait for him to just leave and go work for the restaurant that his grandfather is buying. He'll make more money and get two days off. No more Sonic b.s. Now if only I could get him to quit his addiction with his xbox 360! LOL.

Can I just forget how I've been feeling today?

I can't help but feel a little sad today and a little lost. My life is so easy right now but I have so much underlying stress that I'm not sure what to do. Do I get the crappy fast food job even though I swore I would never work with food again? Do I get it just to work for two or three months only to quit and move? I don't even know what kind of job I'd get in FL so I don't know what kind of apartment to get. Obviously it would have to be along the cheaper price point but I don't want to live in a crap apartment. I'm afraid that whatever job I do get here isn't going to help much because I'm sure I owe money in FL. Will I earn enough to cover what I owe so I can start off debt free there? Probably not but I'm hoping to be able to at least get the utilities turned on.

I know none of this is going to flow well but my mind is just racing.

I invited two friends over for dinner. It's really the only two "friends" I have left in San Angelo. It's Kristie and Desiree. Daylan and Kristie work together. She is his best friend here. Desiree is her girlfriend. I've asked Desiree on Facebook twice if she wanted to come. If my phone were working, I would have sent a text. I haven't had a response. She did send a response today but either Facebook is being a pain or she deleted it which looks like she didn't bother to respond. I keep getting a gut feeling that it just isn't happening. I even asked Kristie and the look she gave me puzzled me a bit. I just don't have high hopes about having a dinner with "friends".

I know I shouldn't take everything so personal but at they could at least give me the common courtesy to say no. I don't want to have food prepared, just in case they do show up, only to find out that I'm still only cooking for Daylan and myself. I'm afraid I will break down and cry if that happens because my eyes are filling with tears as I write this.  It wouldn't be this way if I wasn't so isolated here.

I really am isolated. I'm in this house all day long every day. All I do is sit on the internet, watch tv, iron and cook. I have no where to go and no one to hang out with. I was friends with Priscilla, but I got tired of her lies. Because that friendship ended, it was hard to stay friends with Beaux and Eric since they still hung out with her. It was especially awkward finding out she was at Fast Eddies. I was friends with Prisilla but she made some snide comment on FB about how rude I was for saying that the world was not ending (to her brother when he was posting about the apocalypse of 2012). She thought I wouldn't see it so that was the end of that. It wasn't only that. She would yell at Daylan at work and it sounded like she was abusing her power at Sonic. If she wasn't married to Joe (Daylan's boss), she wouldn't be acting the way that she does. Kristie and Desiree, to my knowledge, have no reason to dislike me, but I just have this feeling that they wont' be coming to dinner, which will give me some sort of message. There isn't even much to do. Since I don't have a job, which is also my fault, I haven't been able to meet people but not having a license is going to hinder me getting a job.

Geez I am just frustrated today.

Not to mention that I don't feel sexy. Daylan and I have put on weight here and because of that, I don't see him as sexy. I don't even feel sexy so when he wants to get frisky, I am completely turned off by it. He has gotten annoying lately and I do have some resentment towards him. If he put as much effort into going out or helping me with the house as he does in playing those damn video games, half the issue would go away. He is making an effort to walk with me but it's a half-hearted effort. The only thing he does is he dries the dishes as I wash them. If I really get on his case, he will pick up the living room but he won't clean it. He won't vacuum. He throws his clothes everywhere knowing that I am the one who has to iron everything. Yes, he is the one who is working. I should be the one who keeps the house clean, who irons, who cooks but he doesn't make everything else easy. He also thinks I am going to perk right up for sex and I just don't feel sexy. I don't feel like having sex. His stamina has been lacking so he just has been having sex so he can come quick. I don't really get anything out of it anymore. How can I have sex if I feel horrible, feel disgusting and know I will be lying there feeling unsatisfied by the sexual experience?

What happened to the days when sex was the one thing on my mind? I wanted sex three or four times a day and moving here has drained that out of me. I always wanted him touching me. Now I can't stand when he spanks me, or pinches me. I can't stand him always humping me. I use to want his hands on me at all times. I use to want nothing more but to kiss him. Now kissing leads to sex and I just don't want it. I use to like it when he would pinch my butt when no one was looking. Now I just think it is childish. I could have been a homebody for him but now that I am one....it just isn't working.

Today is just a frustrating day. I'm lonely. I'm mad. I'm wanting to be around people. I am wanting friends around. I want to go places. I'm sick and tired of his work schedule. Today is just a bad day. I don't even want to cook, so it's a pizza night. I don't even want to iron though I know I should. I'm only halfway done and it took me three hours to iron the first half of the laundry. The only thing I have to look forward to is going to Hastings, watching Lie To Me with Daylan with a fire going and going to watch HellRaiser right now. He got the Netflix account to work on that wretched 360.

So now I will end the bitching and go back to how I was feeling when I first woke up.

A place to call our own

Daylan made a promise that he would go walking with me three times a week, and I make sure that he sticks to that promise (although I need to work on getting him to walk more than half a mile). Today we decided we wanted to walk around downtown and we parked right in front of this rinky-dink furniture store. We did find a few things we liked amongst all the "little old lady" furniture. I'm not even kidding. It was couches with wild 70's print or 30's floral patterns. It was porcelain cat figurines to put on your bed. Entertainment units that were massive but only could hold a small tv. I'm sure some of it was new but some of it just couldn't have been.

Inside the store we did find a table that we liked. It was small but tall. It was still large enough to have room for four people but it wasn't the standard dining room table that was made to fill up an entire room. Because it was tall, it had a sliding door underneath to store things like place mats, napkin holders or whatever you wanted to put underneath it. The chairs also swiveled, which apparently is a huge deal for Daylan. We both liked it because it was so tall, since we are both vertically gifted, but it didn't take up a lot of room. I still believe that it was able to extend to a large size but Daylan seems to disagree. Even if it doesn't, I still like it despite the fact that it is light wood. I can always buy a can of wood stainer and just have at it. I love dark woods like cherry or espresso.

Another thing we found was a living room set. It was a couch, love seat and recliner in this gorgeous chocolate micro suede. It was huge and fluffy but it was still firm which was a surprise. I'm not sure if it was something I liked or not but I also know that a firm seating arrangement would be better on my back in the long run, especially when I do decide to have another child (not to mention it would be easier to get up off of). We know we wouldn't have room in the lake house, but we then started to imagine having our own house. If the living room was large enough, this set would definitely fit in it. The loveseat and couch both had a seat that was used to recline so it wouldn't be like Daylan would be the only one to prop his legs up. I already know that his lazy ass would occupy the recliner, and he would dub it "his throne." Yes, insert a rolling of the eyes as you re-read "his throne".

All that did was prompt a house conversation. It's no secret that we both want a house since we talked about starting to save up for it once he takes over the restaurant (Mr. T's). We both agree we want a three bedroom house. He wants the third bedroom to be his "man cave" and I want a bedroom big enough to where I could put a vanity table in there. I could just do my makeup separately. I still want a bedroom for guests, so I suppose a 4BR house is what we would need but who knows when we would be able to afford that. I also know I would want the master bedroom on the opposite side of the house from the other bedrooms. I want to be able to watch tv in bed without Gabriel hearing it. Not to mention the fact that I don't want my sex life to resonate through the house, especially with house guests.

I mentioned that we should get into house rental and/or house flipping in our later years. His grandmother and uncle do it and they are doing very well for themselves. Andy is in his early 40's, is single and still owns an Escalade. The house he is in is a house he is flipping. It has a top of the line kitchen that is conducive for mass quantity of cooking and the whole top story was converted to be a huge master bedroom and bath. There aren't any other bedrooms. I suppose it is geared towards a wealthy bachelor chef who enjoys entertaining at his/her house on a regular basis. I wouldn't want to always move from house to house but it would be nice to buy a house, once we are finished with what we want to do with it, and flip houses to sell back.

Another thing I mentioned is to one day buy one of those huge colonial homes that we see. If we were to fix it up, we could live in one part of the home, such as the top half, and have another family live in the bottom half. They pay most of our mortgage as their rent and we would be living cheaply. However it would still mean that we would have to have the money to buy the place and either fix it up or convert it back to a house. It would be so neat to have a family, or couple, that we like occupying the other half of the house.

What we would probably do is join his uncle on a forclosure sale and see if we could buy one of these homes and just fix it up. It would be far cheaper than what most people seem to be doing. It would also get our foot in the door for the business his uncle is in. I know that Daylan will be the general manager for this restaraunt, but it wouldn't be a bad idea to take part in the family business, especially since they are all doing very well for themselves. Between Grammie, Grandpa Sir and Andy, they own about 110 homes that they rent out. Come on now. Just assume that they are all $500 a month, that is $55,000 a month that they are just earning. Grammie and Grandpa Sir own most of them but Andy owns a few himself. That certainly is not a bad way to earn some money.

It will take a while for us to get into, but that is just what we were daydreaming about when we were walking today.

What a lie.

Yesterday Daylan and I went to an Albertson's that was closing. It's the one by Daylan's job.Grammie said that things were 50% off and we figured it wouldn't hurt to go through and see what we could get on sale. Man, what a rip off! Some stuff was 30% off but the rest was more like 5%. I'm not joking. That was what was on the sign. Things were $0.12 cents cheaper. What a sale. I get that they were just wanting to make as much money as they could for as long as they can, but my goodness. They had papers up saying what the sale was, what the original price is and what it should be with the sale. I thought I was going to get some good deals on things so Daylan said I could buy some things that I needed. It wasn't on sale. We ended up spending more than we thought. The price tag was after the sale. Had we known that, we wouldn't have grabbed it. Why put that paper up? What is worse is everything in nonrefundable. God, I would have returned most of that. The only good deal I got was on brown foundation (for a look I want to do) and on deodorant. I got it for $1.99 but that is only because I had a really good coupon. Oh to make it worse, they wouldn't double coupons or change the price of coupons. They could have altered the price of the coupon so it would be free rather than a "money maker" but they wouldn't let me use the coupon at all. Oh well, it was just a dollar. Screw that. We will stick with the Albertson's by the house and HEB from now on. However, I still have to use my coupons within a few days before they expire.

Ok, rant done.