No results on Whooping Cough test yet. Apparently the lab is inundated with requests and are way behind schedule. Ironically, both Blondie’s sister and her two kids have full blown, hacking-up-their-lung Pertussis, so I’m actually glad I got LB on antibiotics before I’m forced to send her over there this weekend.
- Spot is secured at the new daycare. My kiddo can start the first week of July. 🙂
- Meeting Craigslist dude tomorrow morning to drive the car, and most likely purchase it 🙂
Between these two major changes, my bills will increase $530 a month. Luckily, with my new job & the egg donation cash, I can afford it. I’m pretty lucky actually.
Since I am attempting to involve Roofie in parental decision-making, I told him about the new daycare and LB transitioning next month.
Rooferman: You know I can’t afford that.
ME: I can afford it. Plus, I’m the one who’s paying for it anyway.
Rooferman: Blondie is at home every day with the kids, you know. We could both save money if we let LB stay home with her instead.
ME: This place is one of the best daycares in the county. Its brand new, it was funded by Ben Nighthorse Campbell, plus it has the same schedule as my job, and I could get there in less than 2 minutes if there was an emergency and I needed to pick her up. If you wanna go look at it, I think you would agree that its an amazing facility.
Rooferman: Blondie is homeschooling, so it would be educational.
ME: Well I guess we need to talk about this more in depth. I’m filling out the paperwork if you want to look at it.
Rooferman: Please keep your heart open on this. And yeah, I definitely need to see the paperwork before you turn it in.
ME: *deep sigh* I gotta go.
OMG. He’s been reduced to begging. I am once again the evil bitch. How did I know this one was coming? Should have just kept my big mouth shut, only that would mean I wasn’t involving him, and he will definitely bring that up next year in court. I foresee another mediation session with his parents over this one.
P.S. Apparently Blondie and Rooferman are in counseling, according to his mother. Pre-Marriage counseling? Couples’ counseling? Who knows. All I can say is Blondie must have him wrapped around her finger, because that was more than I EVER got Rooferman to do with me.
P.P.S I still went and bought a Father’s Day card for LB to give to him this weekend.
Ugh. Is it happy hour yet?