My it seems I'm dead dog tired for a second night in a row.  No more cleaning.  I'm done with that shit.  Right.  Who am I kidding?  I AM done with the major renovation work for a little while though, lol.  All we have left is to remove all the VHS tapes from the entertainment center, put 'em in a box, and put all the excess overflowing DVDs down where the VHS tapes are right now.  That won't take long at all.  Then I'm calling it done.  That shouldn't take too much effort.  At least now the den is nearly complete, and the office is now complete and I feel like I can breath in there again.

All in all we had a pretty darned good day today.  There were a few snags that I chose to overlook.  For purging purposes, I am going to get them out of my system currently and they'll be laid to rest after.  Two simple things are that I feel like an ass for forgetting to take my FIL some of the spaghetti we made, especially after telling him I would.  The other thing is that I feel like an ass because of my husband, because we were supposed to go to the grocery store for his mother due to her being sick, and my husband kept putting it off and off and off until he found out that the store was going to close in twenty minutes.  I got cornered by his family to do it, and he made it so it couldn't happen.  The only reason I didn't go by myself was because my husband is the one who knows what specific things to get, not me.  Also, I don't like going to the grocery store they go to by myself, no thank you.

The third thing that ticked me off involved our friends a little bit (side note:  had a pretty good 'friend' day, TFYO & OFHG earlier in the day which went well up until the following events, and then a couple of our other friends came over later in the evening and we had a nice get together).  TFYO and OFHG had come over for a bit of hanging out before TFYO had to go to work.  My husband got the hair brained idea to go unload a trailer in the bottoms before TFYO had to go to work, and that resulted in a blown trailer tire, then a shredded off the rim trailer tire, and TFYO nearly being late to work.  My husband overloaded the trailer, and he KNEW he did it.  He refuses to admit to it, and instead whined 'Well if dad hadn't bought such a piece of crap 4 wheeler ...'

Well ... you know, I think I better just put the rest of this in a post all it's own ...