Man We Hate Being Right Weekend Recap

Hello Senorita/Senor Sassypants!  It's time to start up another week so fasten your seatbelt and put your trays in the upright position as we blast off into the last week of July.  

Saturday was yet another complete waste of a day sharing a blood supply with the couch.  The radar's all basically lied and all of the places I checked Friday night that were supposed to be socked in with heavy storms making a road trip worthless, somehow evaporated so I was miffed.  It was a bad anniversary and I just needed the tube on to keep me distracted since being out of the house didn't happen.  At 93 degrees, it's not like a picnic or a leisurely walk was in the cards around these parts.  So unfortunately nothing major to share except a food run here and there.

That night some pretty hefty storms rolled in and along with it?

Yep, that would be water coming in the same damn place he "fixed."  So we did not have to put our plan into action because there is literally nothing else that can be done other than rip off the siding like the mofo should've done in the first place and said twice it would be done!!  Sorry dude, you don't get to shirk your responsibilities anymore.  The Mr not only took that pic to send off to the dude but also cut a small hole where the baseboard would cover because that is what the guy was going to do.  He snaked the scope cam in there and the back of the drywall was wet as well as wood under the window which I assume is the back of the siding?  I am beyond ticked we had to jerk around with this for a month because this guy wants to keep charging the association for calls every time.  The Mr has that to deal with today and it's time to drop the hammer on the Mr Nice Guy attitude.  You can imagine we were quite fired up the rest of the night.

Once the Mr turned in for the night, the flashbacks hit me hard as I come upon the last week of Mom's life.  Things that take my breath away and put me right back in the middle of it like a soldier reliving the horrors of war.  That's what it was, a war for her life that hospitals and slum "rehab" facilities who shouldn't be in business made sure they sealed her fate to protect their profits.  I will sign an AMA before I ever allow myself to go into whatever place is open.  So a good hour of tears, not being able to breathe, begging her and grandma to get me through this next week somehow as I tried to distract myself with Solitaire.  Even that couldn't do it because the whole reason I started playing was to distract myself then.  

Sunday we were going to put down soil to even out the pavers we put down to mitigate the fantastical bouncing rain the HOA dude told us was the problem.   Well with the water coming in, we can't do that with the siding needing to come off now.  (And it will if I have to rip it off myself, dammit!(Figuratively) )  So that meant the new mulch can't go down which also means the roll of insulation we bought to replace where the water was/is coming in can't go in now because that isn't fixed like he said it would be.  There went our plan for productivity on that front.

The other fun wrench was the absolute biblical rain we got for an hour.  We needed to put a plastic drop cloth going from the inside of the window (and closed down on to keep it in place) and then use garden staples to secure it to cover the siding but it wouldn't let up enough for it to be safe.  Finally it did and while it won't change the water that already came in but we ran the AC more to get the subfloor vent drying out.  Send out the good vibes we get people moving on this today ASAP because we be tired of dealin' with it!   

I wish I could say we did something amazing the rest of the day but we didn't unless you count the Mr sorting the laundry and me fighting some of the worst exhaustion I've had in a while.  

The body remembers.  

Edit:  I could no longer stand the massive fatigue and had us go down and do a kettlebell workout for 30 minutes.  More than a little concerned with how winded I still get after 2 months of strength training.  Anyone notice that during perimenopause?

What did you do this weekend?

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