Today was a finale day. The real problem I had started yesterday. My parents called and wanted to see when hubby and I were coming over since they had it on their calender that hubby was going to fix my dad's computer Saturday. I was at the Estate Sale and didn't have much time to talk so I said we would be there after I finished working around 6. Mom said she would make dinner and we could eat and then hubby could work with dad and fix the computer. I said sure and called hubby. Well, I reached hubby on the phone but forgot to tell him about my parents and dinner, then I promptly forgot. When hubby picked me up from the sale, he had dinner cooking and I went upstairs to rest for a little before dinner. My parents called again and asked if we were on our way. I panicked and told her I ended up working late and that we would be over in a few minutes. Mom said they were hungry and waiting on us so please hurry. I ran downstairs and told hubby we needed to turn off dinner and get over to my parents right away. Boy, did he blow up. Didn't understand that I was panicked because I screwed up, just knew that he had been craving parmasian chicken, spent a couple of hours the day before prepping the dish and had made me a really nice dinner and I was making him go and eat cold chicken at my parents' place.
We did go, hubby was so mad at me, he was refusing to talk to me except to yell at me every so often. I understood but I was stuck. We got to my parents and he got the computer started doing whatever he needed it to do and we ate dinner. We did speak once or twice, he did show us the star Venus shining brightly in the sky over the moon and then he and dad disappeared downstairs to fix dad's computer. Mom and I watched Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. Mom and I took turns going down and checking on the status of how much longer every hour. Hubby finally got done around midnight. We beat a hasty retreat. As soon as we got out of the house, it was back to open hostility to me. We drove home.
When we got home, we still had to feed the dogs and cats, shut up the house and get settled. I did my part and then went upstairs into the bedroom. Hubby came up to change, didn't talk to me and went back downstairs to his office. I got my night pills, finished getting ready for bed and watched a little tv. About an hour later, I went to sleep.
I didn't have to be at the Estate Sale until 130pm today because we were going to noon Mass but then at 10am we got a call from my dad that he couldn't do certain things on the computer so hubby got up, threw on some clothes and left to go back over. He called me later and told me we wouldn't be able to go to mass today but he would be back in time to take me the sale.
Hubby got back at 1pm and we left, stopping at Sonic for a Route 44 Cherry Coke first. Then he dropped me off at the sale. He was still peeved but told me he wasn't mad at me anymore, just my dad. Dad was even worse than his mom was when it comes to the computer.
When I got to Pat's place for the sale, we saw they were open and lots of people were there. Marie was inside taking people's money and told me they had been open since 11, just because that was when Pat got there after church and people were waiting. So good for them. They got the outside set up and managed to handle everything just with the two of them.
We stayed busy, ending up doing around $600 for the 6 hours we were open. I bet if we had opened at 830, like we had every other day, we would have done as well as we had on Friday, breaking over $750. We are going to hold the sale for two more days only, Thursday and Friday next week. Then it will be up to Pat on what is donated, stored or given to her daughter to take to the flea market.
When hubby picked me up, he was in a good, but still stressed out mood. He had decided to take Monday off work and go with me to my dentist appointment and my afternoon Extreme Coupon seminar put on by our local paper. Yeah!
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