It has been a really rough week for us.
Monday started off unusually well for a Monday.
It quickly ended more Monday-y..
The AC went out late afternoon during the hottest week of the summer. Great...
10:30 pm - Tiffany get sprayed by a skunk. Really?
Hubs calls screams up to me "Kendra! Get down here! Tiff just got sprayed by a f*&%#ing skunk!!" Shortly after the smell wafts through the open windows...
Note: The AC is broken, so I'm doing the best I can at staying cool -- naked.
I scramble to find clothes (we just did laundry yet I can't seem to find a decent set of clothes to throw on...) and run down the stairs and M says "OMG She's foaming at the mouth!"
I keep my cool because I know she is not foaming at the mouth, she is just trying to get this awful stench out of her face.
I come through the kitchen to find my poor little pooperhead has been quarantined to the front porch all by herself as hubs frantically looks at his phone to find a cure - which I may add, is what got us here in the first place. Damn Chive or whatever the hell he enjoys reading..
I hastily reach for my tomato juice because I know this is what he is going to say next. I am realizing I have to give up my very delicious Bloody Mary base..
So 11 o'clock at night we are giving our dog a tomato juice bath in the driveway.. So much for a surprisingly good Monday.
Tuesday:
Hubs wakes up for work and sees the refrigerator door has been left open all night.. Food spoiled.
Awesome.
This means no lunch for the day and no dinner.
Of course closing the door didn't just solve the issue - something internally is wrong now because it will not reach the correct temperature.
Meanwhile I have to meet the AC guy AND give Tiff a proper de-skunk bath AND prepare for a party for the weekend AND figure the fridge out...
Wednesday:
Tiff is semi clean - she still smells a bit like tomato juice...
Fridge has fixed itself.
AC is fixed - we lucked out and the capacitor was what needed to be replaced. Phew! He said he fixed a unit with a similar issue and it needed a new motor which cost them $400. No thank you.
Thursday:
Hub wakes me up with "My grandpa passed away"
...
My heart hurts.
I know it is a part of life and he was a very sick man the weeks leading up to this day but I'm still struggling with it.
This was the first death for me as an adult and I took it pretty roughly. My own grandfather passed away when I was 12 and I can't decide if it is easier as a child or an adult.
I am not even sure how to react at this point. On one hand I want to be strong for the people directly effected by this but on the other hand my heart hurts physically for these people and I feel like I am reacting for them. I feel selfish for the way I handled it sometimes. This is a time for others to grieve and I just need to be there for them in this time but in some ways I wanted to say exactly the right things to try and comfort them.
Mostly my heart hurts.
My heart hurts for my husband and his siblings for losing their grandfather and their children for losing their great - grandfather.
My heart hurts for his children who had to lose a parent. They are extremely lucky to have that time with him although it is never easy to deal with.
My heart hurts hardest for his wife for saying goodbye to her best friend of 65 years. She was so calm and at peace with the situation I only wish to feel half of that.
I pray often that I die before my husband as I wouldn't be able to go on without him.
The best part of all of this is seeing my second family come together in this time of crisis.
I am not sure if you know this about me, but teamwork gives me the goosebumps, literally. Assembly lines get me so fired up - I ask hubs if we can do an assembly line when loading groceries into the car or putting away laundry etc. My chiropractor says " I thought of you the other day when the people at Portillos were putting my sandwich together. They had a really nice assembly line going". It's really hard to put into words the feeling I get when I see teamwork happening but my sister-in-laws constantly make fun of me for it:)
Everyone came together and helped Grandma out so she did not have to deal with this on her own. I am so happy that she has the family she does and seeing this makes me want a big family of my own some day. You can just feel the love from everyone, friends and neighbors stopped by to give their condolences and family called and wrote to send their love.
I personally did not know my husbands grandpa as well as I would have liked but I did learn (or re-learned) a few things this day:
He loves his grandkids and really is proud of each and everyone of them.
He was an intelligent man. I know many who went to him for advice, whether it be medical or financial, political or sports related - he always had an answer.
(I have to say that hubby got a little emotional that night going over our retirement statement - he said "Even little things like this is going to make me miss him" As he went to his grandpa for financial questions often. How sweet is he:( )
He is extremely selfless - much of my husband's family is. This boggles my mind because regardless of what anyone says, my family is mostly opposite (in the best ways)- me being at the very top of that list.. I will never understand it. He was so selfless he will probably hate seeing this blog post:/
He is a practical man - okay, I didn't just learn this but my knowledge was reinforced.
He lived a full life. He had many accomplishments, took many trips, raised great children and left a lot of great memories behind for us to remember.
Love you Grandpa Roger.
Friday:
Shit. We're having a party tomorrow and have done NOTHING to prepare for it..
Cleaned house until midnight.
Saturday:
Ran around like chickens with our heads cut off all day trying to make our house look semi presentable..
Referring to above - there was a lot of teamwork happening this day. A HUGE shoutout to Katelyn and Spencer for helping with the ENTIRE party, I have no idea what I would have done without you guys!
Lots of dancing happened this night. If you don't know this, dancing is my all time favorite thing to do regardless of the conditions.
Sunday:
Woke up at ungodly hour.
Took 2 hour nap while husbie surprised me with a clean house AND yard! I literally cannot believe how he did all of it while I slept.
Starbucks run.
Another nap.
Vegging on the sofa with hubs was much needed this day:)
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My retirement fund from when I worked at the bank has about $119 in it somehow. I think Grandpa Roger would be proud of me:)
Note: Hubs has our joint retirement fund that we add to regularly, I have no idea who started this account or who put that money into it..
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