You've Got to Be Kidding Me Weekend Recap

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Good morning! I hope you had a good weekend and hope most of you have today off for Veterans Day to extend things a bit. Last Friday I got to sanding our vanity hardware, towel ring and toilet paper holder so I could put Rub n Buff (European Gold) on them so that everything matches.  That's the only trouble going with metal finishes and one person's brushed nickel looks quite different than another companies and Lord forbid they sell a big ol' set from the same place.  I like the way it all looks so I'm anxious to get it all installed.

We also had the HVAC dude the HOA sent over out to check/replace the chimney cap on the exhaust vent which is the last friggin' thing we could've looked at.  He seemed to think there was nothing more wrong than just it being attached by one screw.  Oh you mean the thing that's supposed to be attached by four screws??  There's nothing wrong with it having 75% less screws than required?  Mmm kay.  Also, the Mr heard the noise duplicated when he was removing the cap so we were PRAYING this did the trick.  All was going well and an hour later..."bang bang....bang."  MOTHER EFFER, you've got to be kidding me!!!  We were beyond ticked and truly so at a loss as to what this noise could be.  My only other guess is either loose gutters from squirrels/birds landing on it and / or the radon tube being right against the gutter.  (Though tapping the radon pipe doesn't sound like the noise.  It's so frustrating, I can't even tell you.)  We even wondered about it being behind the fireplace but it would make a different sound if it was.

To round out Friday, I had a therapy appointment.  It was a weird one but it was fine.  I gave what she says was the perfect analogy.  I held up my travel mug and said "I am up to the top and one more friggin drop and everything is going to overflow and I'm going to lose my shit."  She wants to dig into Mom grief stuff this week so that should be a treat.  Originally my appointment was Thursday smack in the middle of the bathroom remodel but I asked to be put on a cancellation list and thankfully the next day her Tuesday morning cancelled. I can only imagine how fun it would be for the bathroom dudes to be standing over the vent as I was sitting at the table in front of the HVAC sobbing as it traveled up for their entertainment.

Saturday and Sunday the drops tipped me over my proverbial cup.  There was some rage cleaning involved, isolation, and it wasn't a great mental weekend.  Certainly not that easy going, relaxing one I said I needed in Friday's post so apparently that's never going to be in the cards.  It feels like every time I get to that point where I desperately need it or I'm going to go off of the deeper end, it doesn't happen and I get to keep tamping down what I feel like I need to survive.  It's very hard to feel like I'm not being punished so I guess one to write down for an upcoming therapy sesh.  🙄

I suppose we need to get the vanity doors on, the hardware attached, the bathroom cleaned up and clean the friggin house.  It doesn't help I have the urge to drag everything we own into the middle of each room, throw 70% of it into a box and get rid of it all.  Last night we did a holiday grief webinar and I wish I'd gotten more out of it than I did idea wise.  Since I've been reading grief books and stuff all along, I felt like I didn't get anything more than I've already read.  I'm thankful the Mr was willing to sit down and watch it with me.  Then before we knew it, it was time for Homestead Rescue and bed.  

Boom 💥... weekend over.

Please tell me at least one of you enjoyed your weekend so I can live vicariously through you.

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