So the last thing I wanted to do last night at 7:40 p.m. was leave my house! By this time of night I am usually entrenched in the coach with a book in one hand and the remote in the other (my family still asks to this day how I can read a book and watch tv at the same time...it can be done!!!).
Why did I have to get up, put shoes on and leave my house? Originally, I was just going to make a quick trip to Walmart (I know...I'm sorry Marcie but choices are so limited here in Moses Lake!) for a bottle of DRAINO! My bathtub has this problem of clogging and leaving me taking showers in ankle deep water that is murky and slimy with soap run-off....ugh, ugh, ugh!!! I know that my drain is clogged because of my hair....it is constantly coming out. At first I used a screwdriver to try and lift up the nastiness but the water still wasn't going down fast enough...it required the help of DRAINO!
That was my initial reason for leaving my house (I so didn't want a nasty shower again this morning)....BUT just as I was putting on my flip-flops I get a phone call from my brother-in-law who was still at work at 7:30 last night! He left a voicemail saying how hungry his kids were and would I be a nice auntie and go buy them some food and TAKE it to their house!!! First of all, my sister didn't cook dinner because she was sick yesterday...OK no problem...I can help her out. However, she has a soon to be 14 year old daughter who could have cooked: noodles, oatmeal, mac-n-cheese, chicken or some other easy to cook dinner. Yet this lazy bum decided that she couldn't help her sick mom and that she didn't care if the two little ones ate dinner...so that led to them calling their Dad at work saying...no that is whining that there was nothing to eat!!
Is there a teenage prison for lazy butt teenagers????
If so, can you please let me know? I have one that they can have!!!
I decided to give in and buy them a Papa Murphy's pizza and take it to their house...primarily so the two little ones actually had something to eat....I'm thinking the teenager should live on bread and water for awhile! Once I delivered the pizza (ya know...I didn't receive a tip!!) I still headed over to Walmart...and finally got home about 8:20ish....that is one benefit living in a small town: I can get from my house to the pizza place, to my sister's house, out to Walmart and back home in just about a half an hour!