Today was a sucky day. I started out the morning by waking up from a dream and coming downstairs to write about it in my dream journal.
I was working in a crowded room, with other people. I got elected to take over hosting this meeting and I was going to be in charge of getting all the drinks and food for everybody. I had to decide what cabin to hold the meeting in. So I put all the cabins in a bag and drew one out. I said this is the cabin. But the other lady said that is the farthest one out there and will be difficult to get everything and everyone to it. So I said, what cabin did you want to hold it in? And she said #3. So I said ok.
There would be 50 people at the meeting so I figured we would need 200 cups of coffee. I wrote that down in big numbers on my clipboard. I was going to have to figure out other food and drinks too. But that was later.
That's it, that was the dream. The numbers were the big deal, 3, 50, 200. 3 is a number that is significant to me because I was in a family of 3 girls growing up and I now have 3 daughters. I also have 3 granddaughter. I don't have a clue what the significance of 50 and 200 is.
Hubby was in a bad mood this morning. I asked him to cut up the whole chicken so I could make Italian Chicken for dinner. He turned it into a huge production, swearing and slamming things as he was cutting. Then he said as long as he was doing gross stuff, he might as well clean the beta fish tank, so he did. Then he fed the animals even though I told him I would do it. He said I didn't get around to doing it until 3 or 4 yesterday, so he wanted to make sure it was done. I told him I was having a hard time getting motivated yesterday and I got everyone fed by 1pm. I said what is behind all of this? I'm trying to give you the benefit of the doubt because you are in pain, and not just an asshole. He told me he wasn't in that much pain this morning. Things went downhill rapidly from there. He left and I was happy to see him go.
He didn't come home for lunch and I didn't hear from him until I had to call him at 4 to see if he got the check for the state taxes mail and made copies of the tax coupon before he filled it in a mailed it. Then since it didn't go out today, I asked him to overnight it. And I asked him how much he wrote the check for to pay off the 401k loan. $140.22. We paid off the 401k loan so we could take a loan out to pay off the pay day loans and some of the other medical bills we have, and maybe pay down the taxes some. Better interest rate. We talked politely and hung up.
During the day I finished measuring out the spent grain from the brewery, the used barley, and put it in 2 cup portions in sandwich baggies then put those in gallon sized freezer baggies. I saved out enough to make 3 double batches of pumpkin, peanut butter and cheese dog biscuits. I made a double batch of the peanut butter ones today. They have to cook for 45 minutes and then rest in 180 degree oven to dehydrate for 2 hours to harden. I made 78 biscuits all together so I had 4 pans and had to cook them 2 at a time. Some were a little too thin and got a little brown. I came up with 48 of them that are sellable.
I calculated the cost of making them and came up with a total of 25 cents per biscuit for the peanut butter and pumpkin and 30 cents a biscuit for the cheese. I made sure to cover my costs on things not being on sale but really didn't add anything in for labor as I am doing this as a favor for Cassie and as something I want to do. But in the email I sent to Cassie's client, I told her I would charge her 25 cents each for all 3 kinds since she wanted 35 of each. I told her I would have them mailed out on Tuesday and asked her where to send them to. I'm waiting for a reply.
Instead of crock potting the chicken since hubby didn't agree with how I wanted to cook it, I baked it instead. I made sure it was done enough that it was a little dry, just the way he liked it. Frank and I ate early, about 7pm, so that he could go to bed early. I made a plate for hubby and put it in the microwave. Frank did up all the dishes before he went to bed. I had washed all my biscuit making dishes and containers and done a load of dishes in the dishwasher. Frank emptied and reloaded it.
When hubby got home, I came and sat with him while he heated up and ate his dinner. Then I told him just why I was so mad and hurt by him. He listened and then told me some stuff. At the end, he apologized for a few things and I accepted the apology. But he said he still had to think for a while and I told him I wasn't ready to be done being mad at him yet. So we went our separate ways. Hopefully we can wake up tomorrow and life will go on.
Tomorrow I have to order some groceries and King Sooper's has a shop online and delivery option. There is a $10.00 and something delivery fee but on the first order, they credit it back to you, so I'm going to get what I need to finish making the biscuits.
I weighed myself this afternoon, wearing jean shorts and a tshirt. It came up 181.7lbs. I have been eating but I have been doing more around the house, so that great!
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