I have been holding out on everyone. Mostly out of fear that if I let the cat out of the bag it won't be true. It's been 2 years and three months since dear hubby had a real job. He was in commerical construction before the bottom dropped, and his company was one of the first to fall. I was predicting the collapse 8 months before it happened.
Anyway - he became a stay at home dad, which was a difficult transition.
Until 2 weeks ago.
Yes, he got a job, back in construction. Not as great as it was, but a job!
I feel weird about it. But that is for another day.
In the meantime, his mother is watching the boys. His mother who was conviently laid off about 6 weeks ago. Typically she watches the kids at our house, but at times she takes them to hers.
Last week a terrible stomache virus went around her house. Dear Hubby's grandmother got it and ended up dehydrated.
Fast forward to 12:30 Friday night. Peacefully sleep inturrupted by screams of a child laying in his own puke. And hour later, the same screams. At that point I was up and cussing my mother in law. Poor little man was sick every half hour there after until 4:30 am. I felt so sorry for him. Especially when he would look at me and say "mouth ehhhh mouth."
I decided my mother in law was to pay. I haven't decided how much yet, but 4 1/2 hours loss of sleep must count for something.
What is your mother in law good for?
That one time when I met Pat Conroy
3 weeks ago