I have a giant urge to shop.

I must contain it. I am in a great mood. I am done with basketball, all I have to do now is get through cheerleading tryouts and I am done. WAHOO! Speech season is over tomorrow, providing that no one makes it to state. Which I am pretty sure is not going to happen. Normally that would bum me out, but right now I don't care. I am ready to have my life back. I do still have to do the spring play. We are doing a short version of Taming of the Shrew. 5 weeks and we will be done with it. Summer is right around the corner. I can't wait. I started reading for classes last night on the way to the game. I have a bunch to read, and papers to finish from last summer. I am taking my laptop to speech tomorrow to finish my one assignment for my teaching class. Then maybe I can finish my one paper that is so close. I think I might order some stuff from Old Navy and some cute shoes ( I need more shoes like I need a hole in the head). I need stuff for my walls too. DH will most likely be home early too tonight, so i might try to talk him into taking me out to dinner. Chinese sounds really good. Or I can make something yummy. I don't care. Movie and nookie night at my house! YAY!

I was right, Monday's suck

So why does it seem that no matter how hard I try I am just not doing a good job? I love to teach, but recently it seems like I am babysitting more than I am teaching. When did kids become so unmotivated? They don't want to do anything at all. It is like pulling teeth to get them to do a worksheet or read even a sentence. Holy cow! I feel like it is my job to motivate them, and some of them are just not going to be motivated. Grade don't do it, their parents, teachers, punishment, not even rewards. I would have done anything for a teacher that gave us treats. But now they don't care. My goodness. Am I in the wrong profession, or am I just at the wrong level? I know I want to teach at the college level, but there has to be an opening. Maybe I should go to the middle school level. At least there they still want to try. They still like to learn and want to. By the time I get them, they are done learning, and don't really seem to care. It is frustrating. I was in a great mood this morning. Happy, ready to have fun, and bam, smartasses. The one that I totally blew up on on Friday will not be in my class today, and that thrills me. I won't have to deal with him. Thank GOD!!! 8 more days until a four day weekend. I am going to take my laptop in the truck and get some papers written!

Mondays are no fun.

I slept for like 19 hours yesterday. I had a migraine and felt like crap. So I took some meds and slept. Then I wake up in the middle of the night and spend the rest of the night off and on in the bathroom. It sucked. I still feel all gassy. Yuck. I got plenty of sleep though and am in a pretty good mood. I would be in a way better mood if we didn't have district basketball tonight. This is most likely our last game. Then I have speech on Wednesday and tryouts Thursday through Wednesday. At least next week we have a four day weekend. I love that. I am going to ride with my honey for a couple of days and spend quality time. Other than that there is really nothing going on here. I start Lupron tomorrow. Yay!! That means that we are closer and closer to being KUed!!

So if I get fired I have no idea what I am going to do.

I lost it. I have never lost it before. My buttons just got pushed until I could not handle it. Instead of leaving the room, I lost it and screamed at a kid. OMG...what in the hell was I thinking? I went and talked to the guidance guy and we are going to have a meeting with this student. To top it all off I can't even go and tell my boss because he is in a meeting. I have yelled more this period and at this kid than I ever had before. I am going to go home and sit down and cry. Derrick will be home tonight about 10:30 or 11. All of the other runs got cancelled because of the storm that is coming. So we will be home tonight watching movies on the couch and having some nookie. AF was really long this time and I have been spotting for the last week. He will not touch me under those circumstances. What a wuss. Anyway, I might write more later. I just can't handle this right now. I need a break. I am on the verge of tears right now.

TGIF and not a thing to do this weekend.

This is the first weekend in many moons that I do not have a speech meet or basketball game that I have to be at. Which make me so happy. I am totally burnt out right now and have been since September. Which is very odd for me. I usually have a ton of energy but I think everything that has happened in the last year has really taken a toll on me. I have big plans to sleep until I can't sleep anymore, then lay on the couch. I am going to get groceries after school and then I am going home to buckle down. We are supposed to get another big storm this weekend. The snow is finally melting from the ones in December and January. So Derrick and I may be stuck in our house for the whole weekend. That means nothing to do but snuggle. He has been hauling cows for two weeks and I think it is for the damn birds. They don't let them know what is going on until the unload, and then they could send them on a wild goose chase. He might have to go to Oklahoma to get some cows and then to Yuma, CO. So that would mean that he would not be home at all tonight. If the storm starts to blow like they say it will, he can't come back with an empty bull rack. I will be so pissed. I hope that it is just the one run today and he can come home at a decent time tonight. I am in need of some honey time. The 2 hours I have seen him this week sucks. I found the yummiest candles yesterday and I am going to get them today. That way I have candles in case the power goes out. We have a generator, but still. My BCP is still kicking my ass. I feel like crap, my tummy get upset after I take it and lord I am gassy. 8 more days of it. It is Friday and I have to come up with something good to eat that does not involve meat. I gave up pop for lent and in may kill me yet. I was going to have to give it up when I got pg, so this is a good start. And I am drinking way more water. Alright I am off to interact with my kids.

Check me out today!!!

I look hot today!!! Can you tell I got up 15 minutes before I had to leave? It made my day fabulous. Derrick called to say that he might go and get a load of cattle from OK and take them to CO. So that means that he may not be home tonight. I have news for him if he thinks that he is going to do that and get boys night on Saturday. I don't think so. I have to go and help a firend move. Then to the home front I go bravely with my neato pickup that is 2 wheel drive. My car is finally in the body shop from the deer. YAY I will have a mirror!!! So when I get home it is fried bread and noodles for me and a bath and then bed...or nookie...oh wait that means Derrick has to be home. HAHA

Boys are dumb.

So Derrick won tickets to this boxing thing this weekend and then he tells me that Saturday will be boys night out. I am ususally alright with that, but I haven't seen him for more than like 1 hour since he started hauling cattle. My parents are going to be here this weekend, and I am kinda feeling like he wants to avoid them and me. Then he wants to play cards tonight. I feel like I am unimportant and he doesn't want to spend anytime with me. I don't want to play cards I want to make dinner, and watch a movie. He got home at 10:30 last night and I didn't see him at all the night before or Saturday or Sunday. This sucks. I am glad that he is working but they never really tell him when he is going to be done for the day and it puts many kinks in my plans. I am agrivated greatly right now. I would love to blame it on the meds, but I don't think that is all of it. I think a whole lot of it has to do with my job. I love to teach, but I need to be in a place that is stable. I need an attitude adjustment. I know that being at my moms will be good for me. It will give me a new perspective on things and a much needed break.

My box of poking things

I have many names for this box. I finally feel like I am taking an active roll in TTC. Not that I wasn't before, but when you don't O and your honey has silly sperm it makes it hard. I am still moody and today I am BLOATED. Yucky! Derrick is cranky. He is sitting in Dodge City in line to unload the cattle he has on. He wants to be home by 7 so he can play darts, but right now it is not looking good. Poor guy. He got home at 2:15am today and left at 8:00. I would be a raging bitch. Or totally loony!!! Gotta go and teach the worst class ever. I hope I don't lose my temper with them today.

AHHHHHH

I think this BCP is making me sick. I have 12 more days and I want to barf everyday. I woke up with a migraine alst night and took something, but of course could not go back to sleep. Now I just am all icky. I think it is in my head. Maybe it is just the stress of everything right now. It is almost the end of Basketball (wahooooo) and speech. So everything is wrapping up. That makes me happy. Then all I have is the spring play and to write my papers. I am doing those over my IVF weeks. I am so ready for summer to get here. I want to be off and able to enjoy summer. Even though I am in grad school, I get three day weekends, and I will hopefully be PG. I also get to do my yard. I love the summer it is my favorite time of year. I should have stayed home this morning, but I am not a wimp. I better run and get my cool van to drive to basketball. 10 girls and me in a van....we are going to target!!! I love that place!

I did it!!!

Nothing TTC related, really. I just told my AD that I was not going to do cheerleading next year. I told him I would get them through football if I had to, but then I was done. I am so proud of myself. I am not good at quiting things and never have been. I guess I hate letting people down. It is one of the best and worst things about me. Especially since I have been known to stay in really bad situations. But that is one thing that I knew I could not do if I was going to have a baby. I want to be at home with my family, and not at stupid basketball games!!!! I am so proud of me!!

My furbabies!!

Ellie really wants to come in and play. Cady just thinks it is fun to tease her.

I so wish I had the day off....

Derrick had to work yesterday and hauled cows all day long. He got home last night at midnight. Needless to say I got a lot done yesterday. I got my floors cleaned on my hands and knees, now my knees are bruised. And I got some other stuff put up and put away. By the time I was done I felt like crap. I still don't feel that great. My tummy is all yucky. I wonder if I am getting a migraine. I have no sick days other than the ones that I am going to use for my IVF so I have to be here no matter how bad I feel. Derrick is off today and is sleeping. Then I think he is going to move the stuff from the office of the other house and the rest of the stuff from the bedroom. Then all of the stuff will be there and I can go and clean the house up and it will all be done. My parents are coming out this weekend and they are going to help me measure for curtains and stuff. My mom is going to make all of my curtains. She is awesome. Then when I am there for 2 weeks I am going shopping for things to go on my walls. I also need something to organize my laundry room. It is a mess, other than the fact that it is VERY muddy. But since we have no sidewalks and no grass, we have mud. My box of treats is supposed to here soon I think Wednesday. I had a dream that my Gonal was wrong and came in a heart shaped box. I am wierd.

Ignorant people piss me off

Read the rest of this at your own risk... I am in a good mood, just this particular thing is a very hot button issue with me and I want to punch the fucking idiots in the face...

Today is the funeral of a local Marine that was killed in a IED attack a few weeks ago in Iraq or as I like to call it Habibland. Being the sister of a Marine and a Soldier this hits home pretty hard for me. I spent 2 1/2 years in sheer terror of someone coming to my house and handing me a flag. My brothers made sure that I was a personal notification. My family got lucky and our prayers were answered when Kipp came home 6 months after he went in the beginning of the war. Then once more when his twin, Kirk came home after his first year over there, and yet one more time in December when he came back after his second year. Yes my brothers are twins and they both enlisted in different branches. So I understand the fear and terror that families of our servicemen and women live in everyday. I have felt it and lived it. Derrick was wonderful through the whole thing, making sure that I did not see the news, or hear it. Anyway, there is this wacko should be shot group from Topeka KS that are going to be here today protesting. Seriously they should stop and think that the reason that they can protest is simply because there are people out there willing to die for the freedoms that we enjoy. I empathize with the family and want to cry and have for them. I cannot believe that these people are going to be here. I am pretty liberal, alright I am liberal. So the fact that anyone can say that America is being punished for accepting homosexuality is fucking absurd. I am entirely sure that our soldiers are dying for freedom and a country that just doesn't seem to care anymore. There are other reasons that we are there as well, but I will leave them alone. I wouldn't want big brother to get me. Anyway Fred Phelps and his clan are going to be here today, and I am appaled and enraged. It sickens me. I praise all of our troops and pray that they come home safe and unharmed.

Silly cat

GRRRR. Derrick just called to tell me to get something to put under our couch. Apperantly is is scratching the hell out of my hardwood floor. So I am going to be off to Walmart during my lunch to find something to help. I hate Walmart. But at least I won't have to see it is all about my pg belly lady. LOL. I am going to get some bath mats and things while I am there too. The cold tile is a SHOCKER out of the shower!!! Oh and I need candles for my sconces. I am a candle FREAK. Which is a little scary with my fat furry cat running around. She got locked in the bathroom last night on accident. When I got up this morning to go in there she gave me a mean look and sauntered out. I think she thinks she is a queen or something. Then she ran over to her dish and demanded, yes demanded to be fed. You would think that she would be full after being in there for 4 hours. It wasn't even empty, but she reserves a little and gets really meowy if she doesn't think she has enough. I love her so much but she is really wierd. Derrick said that she woke him up by sitting on his chest and licking his nose. He must be a dirty boy.

TGIF!!!!

So pretty sure that my tummy is not happy with me. I don't know what is wrong, but it is icky. I did not want to get up this morning. I was so warm. Then I meant to hit the snooze but turned off the alarm. So I just got up, otherwise I would have slept until 10 or so. I got some stuff hung up last night, and I am not sure I like it. I need to go shopping. When I am at home with my mom for the last part of my IVF cycle we are going to shop. I need to have an opinion other than Derrick's (he is not helping he just makes me nuts). He also thinks the Pantera poster is going to stay. Boy does he have another thing coming. That thing creeps me out and will scare the shit outta kids. I know what I want to put and how I want to decorate, but my furniture does not match, so I am going to do it anyway and get new furniture later. My parents are coming out next weekend to help measure for shades and decide what kind of curtains to put up.

Derrick had the bad day yesterday. He was driving a truck for the local company and a friend of his was driving our POS Freightshaker, and the rear end went out of it. So this morning away it goes to the truck doctor. He was GRUMPY last night. I would have been too. It seems like we can't win for anything.

I have two more speech meets and then it is over. One tomorrow and districts. That makes me happy. I am tired of losing my sleeping in Saturdays. I have so much that I could be doing, like writing my papers. I am going to do that in March. I want them all done by the time I am done with bedrest. That way this summer I can write the ones that I have to in order to finish my master's and get a raise. I need that raise. It will help us pay off everything.

I am ordering a couple of new shirts from American Eagle today. I have decided that I have no shirts. I have plenty of pants, but no tops. Derrick thinks I have plenty of clothes, but I don't. HEHE.

Ho hum...It is quiet here

So in combination with the cold meds, BCP, keeping the Harley, it is quiet here today, oh because the freshman are gone. I wondered why it was so nice around here, now I know. You never know how obnoxious they are until they are not there! So the naughty class will still be naughty, because there are not that many freshman in it, but at least they are working on a project, or they are supposed to be. Two totally different concepts I have discovered. I have also decided that from now on I am just going to avoid the pregnant teacher. If I don't I may punch her. Her tummy is growing and that is all she can talk about. I know she has no idea about anything, but I just cannot handle it. So the best thing to do is avoid it altogether. Derrick is going to be a little late tonight, so I am going to finish my Sex and the City and hang up pictures. That way I don't have to have any input. We tried that last night and it didn't work so well. Actually we ended up laughing. Cleaning the bathrooms is on my agenda too. I hate that job more than anything other than folding socks. My dryer eats them I swear.

I forgot

We talked about it last night, and we decided not to sell the Harley!!! WAHOOOOO!!! Of course I won't be able to ride it all summer since this IVF is going to work. Small price to pay. We are going to sell the dirt bike, and probably the hot tub, maybe if we HAVE too the snowmobile. He will get a new one after we can afford it this summer. But that is a last resort. I think maybe part of my bad mood had to do with the Harley. I love that thing. I know it is silly, but I love to ride with him. It is fun and romantic. Now I sound like a sap. There cannot be that much estrogen in me yet. HEHE I know it is the cold medicine and the BCP interacting to make me silly.

Much better today

I actually slept last night. That helped my mood so much. Derrick and I made fondue and watched TV. Not too much, but it was fun. We also made our first mess on the kitchen floor. He knocked over my wine and broke the glass and we had red wine EVERYWHERE. At least it was us. Today he is going to drive and that is great. He needs to do something. So he won't be home until later tonight. Grandpa is going to come and get me to take me home. I have big plans to hang stuff up and clean the floors. I hung up one thing last night. Oh well. I at least have a way better idea of where I am going to put stuff now. Ellie and Cady have a new game. Cady sits on the window ledge of the bay window and Ellie sits on the snow drift outside and they touch noses and try to sniff each other through the glass. It is funny and cute. If the doggies don't stop barking their heads off I am going to have to bring them in all night. That could be a disaster. KC is soooo hyper and loves to lay on the couch (where she is not supposed to be, her daddy gets mad) and Ellie thinks she is still small enough to sit in your lap. My cold is starting to get better. My throat does not hurt as bad and I can kinda breathe. I started BCP this morning. That could be why I am in a better mood. I guess I feel like I am doing something about TTC instead of sitting and waiting. I took some pictures this morning. I will take more tonight!!!

This day is stupid

I know I am a crabass...oh well. I will live. Derrick may lose some important parts though. He has big fat asshole time of the month right now. At least he got a fucking job today. That should make him happy. I don't mean for it to sound like he never works, cause he usually works hard, but with the weather, not so much. Anyway he is going to be helping a company locally. Fantastic. He acts like I love the fact that I have to rely on him to get me to my damn house. I hate it. I hate the snow, I hate the fact that I have to rely on anyone for anything. It pisses me off. I am a very independent person. I love him and love being with him more than anything, but I am sitting in town waiting for him when I should be able to be at home (and get there my own damn self) doing things. Like putting things on my walls. I know part of marriage is helping each other and leaning on each other, but I have never been good at that part. Or I was until...well I won't go there. It has nothing to do with him, but me. AF is kicking my ass. I wanted to get this ball rolling and now that it is here I am scared to death. I am going to take a bubble bath in my new tub, and relax with a bottle (yes the whole bottle) of red wine. Then I am going to have a better day tomorrow. I am also gonna unpack my shoes...or get a new pair...that always helps.

So proud of myself!!

I had a student try to give me their doggie and I said no!!! That is suck a feat for me!!! I take every stray or homeless creature that comes along. I am so bad about it. We have two dogs and my cat. No more pets. My cat thinks she rules the house. Oh well!!! Derrick should be proud. I am going to hang things up on my walls tonight and get the curtains to put in my bathroom for now. It is just a swag, but I think it will help it feel more homey. I am going to wash my bath rugs and get them put down too. Moving is a SLOW process...But when I am done I will take pictures and put them on here. I still have some things to do, but I will get them done soon!!!

So many things to be mad at/sick of...

The list is HUGE. Let's start with money. I am tired of working my ass off for damn near nothing. So I knew when I decided to become a teacher that I would not make much, but seriously. I also knew that marrying a farmer would be tough, but this tough, I had no clue. I love him very much. I will and have always stood beside him no matter what but the man has got to go back to work. I understand that hauling hay is impossible with this weather, but he has a friend that told him to come and work for him. So this is how this works, he doesn't want to do construction again. Sometimes you have to pick shit with the chickens. I do a bunch of things that I don't want to do. So I told him to call my friend's dad that owns a trucking company. At least then some money would be coming in. He wants to sell the Harley. I understand that we REALLY need some money. Especially since we have to pay up front for IVF in a very short amount of time, but I love that bike. So we are selling the boat, his dirt bike, we sold my horse and most likely the hot tub. We never use the dumb thing anyway, so I am going to sell it. If we want one later great we can get one. So that will help us out a little. I am tired of money going out and not coming in. Then he keeps acting like he does not want to do this IVF right now. I am not waiting. Period. We planned this. I know my choices are baby or the Harley. I hate that, but I am choosing a baby. I am also tired of the attitude that I am getting from home. I am tired of getting my head ripped off every time I say anything. I call and he is cranky everything makes him cranky. I am trying to do everything right and all he can do it bitch. Oh but he can bitch at me and about me, but it is not supposed to be a two way street. If I have to tighten my belt money wise and everything else, so does he. I have no energy. I am taxed out all over the place. I want to go home and sleep, but I can't freaking sleep. My mind has way too much on it.

V day!!

Valentine's Day is dumb. What is the point? I guess celebrating love is great, but shouldn't you do it everyday? Whatever. Derrick had bad dreams again last night. I am tired of them. They are unfounded and stupid. I would never do anything to hurt him. Neither one of us has slept worth a crap since we moved. It is too quiet in there. I have to go and get a fan from the old house. I think it is just so much different than what we were used to and the routine that we had. I really need some sleep. I feel crappy. I am making Fondue tonight and then we are going to hang up some things on the walls. We are also going to put some more furniture in the living room. It is so naked in the house and I think that is part of the sleeping problem. I found a place to order blinds that I can make payments too. I just need to have them in my bedroom and bathroom for now. That would help. AF started yesterday morning and I feel kinda yucky. I called the RE and they ordered my meds. Mom is going to let us use her card and pay her back later. We are really hurting for money right now. Derrick has not worked since before the storm. He is calling a place today to see if he can drive for them. He has to do something. We got our total loan from GPA. $147,000. HOly crap!! So I told Derrick that we are paying $1000 a month to the whole thing. That is the minimum. At least $500 to the house and the rest to everything else. Money sucks. I want to do something that makes more. More later....

I hate the cold...

It is freezing rain here again. I hate winter. I like the moisture, just why can't it not snow or ice the roads. I had to stay in MC last night because I had to be at a basketball game. I have another one tonight. I am going home though. I want to sleep in my own bed with my honey. I also want to pack some stuff. The list of things that I am sick of and getting sick of is growing. I am sick to death of pregnant people that act like they deserve something special because they are pregnant. No you don't. You are pregnant. It is not a disease or a curse. Not everything in this whole world revolves around you and your growing belly. Do not make excuses for everything you do because you are pregnant. If I do this somebody please kick my ass. Still no AF. Not pregnant. I have peed on 2 sticks. Both very negative. I am calling the dr today. I am not waiting forever for her to get here. I have a feeling that I am on one of my crazy cycles. Which would make sense, because this is the time last year when they went all nuts. 65 days at this time last year. I am not doing that. No fucking way. I think I need coffee. That would help my mood. I hope. I am always in a bad mood when I stay away from Derrick and my cat. I have so much to do at home, and I have 4 more papers to write. I have to do them. They have to be done by May 1st. I better get my ass is gear. I have one almost done. I am going to finish it next week. Then on the my drama paper, ww1, and finally my last one. Too bad I have to re-read two books huh. Oh well. My masters will be so worth it. I want to teach college. The local junior college is hiring for a part time adult instructor. FUll time and I would so be there, but when my IVF works, I have to have health insurance. They need to be hiring an English instructor. That would make life so great. Then I could work 3 days a week and still be full time. AHHHHH!!! I can think of so many things. I have coffee now and I am better .

I wish we only worked four days a week...

Despite the fact that I can't breathe, and I have tried to cough up all of my internal organs, I am in a pretty good mood. It is almost Friday, which means that in two days our counters start going in and we get to move soon. I have SOOOOO much to do. But I have to go to boring basket ball for the next three nights. I hate it, it is pointless. If I had to go to wrestling I would me happy, but seriously who wants to watch guys try to get a ball in a hole, isn't it supposed to be a stick in a hole? Maybe the cold medicine is making me nuts...No AF bitch. I was supposed to start BCP today, but no.. I have decided that I am addicted to buying HPT's and peeing on them. In a vain attempt to make her come when I want her to, I have peed on things, had wild BD with my hubby (very willing to cooperate), wore khaki pants, white undies, and left all tampons, pads etc in my car. NOTHING IS HELPING!!!! SO I give up.

I get to move this weekend!!!

Wahoo!!! I am so excited. We finally get to move. Derrick talked to Johnny yesterday and we decided to have jackass put in the counters this weekend, but JOhnny is going to be there the entire time watching him. Derrick is going to finish the shower grout and we will move boxes over throughout the weekend, and all the big stuff Monday. There is no school Monday, so I have all day to unpack and set up stuff!!! I am so happy. Other than that, I am sick. I am at work because I have just enough sick days to do my IVF and that is it. I have a dr. appointment this afternoon with my PCP. I need to see him anyway and update him on all of the IVF stuff. I am afraid I have pneumonia. I can't breathe my head is stuffed, my lungs have yucky in them, and I cough up a storm. I hate being sick. Derrick said last night he feels icky too. I am going to get my hair cut and nails done after the dr. tonight. Then I am going to go home and pack some more stuff. Or I might just go to sleep. I have to wait for Derrick to take me home though. Getting to our house is damn near impossible right now. The ruts are so deep and there is a sink hole from the melting snow. It is supposed to stay below freezing until next week, so maybe the ground will absorb some. I am SOOOO ready for summer. AF is not here yet, and she better hurry up or she is going to screw up my plan. I have some days off in March and I need to be able to do my ER then. I am fine with her staying away if I am pg, but I doubt it. Oh well.

One more

Two in one day. It must be a miracle. I am sitting here at my desk eating lunch, almost in tears. I want to go home. I hate that I feel this way. I know that I should not let things get to me like this. Especially high school kids. Damnit. I have practice after school and then I am going home and going to bed. Derrick can play cards tonight if he wants to, but I am going home. I won't be home Friday night, so I want to curl up with my kitty and cry. I hate feeling this way. It sucks. AF is supposed to be here sometime this weekend or early next week. The sooner the better. As soon as she gets here my mood usually gets better. It hasn't been this bad in a long time. I think everything is piling up on me at once. It is like if one thing goes wrong so does everything else. I feel like I am drowning in PMS. I am going to take more pictures of the house tonight, with my appliances and will post them in the am. Maybe if I write more I will feel better.

So pissed...This week sucks

So I have decided that this week officially sucks big time. Not only do I have severe PMS but no AF, everything else is going wrong. Let's start with work... I hate watching a co-workers pregnant tummy swell. I am tired of the way that kids treat us, it sucks. Then on my way home last night Derrick calls and tell me that our counters are not going in this week. He then tells me that when he called the counter guy, they guy cussed him out and yelled at him. Alright, that is just uncalled for. After I get home Derrick calls him back and puts him on speakerphone. This guy calls Derrick a "mother fucker" and "snot nosed little prick" and is YELLING the entire time. VERY RUDE!! After he hangs up, I call him. I was very calm but firm, and it was awful. I tell him that it is bad business to treat customers that way and We own 3 business and we have never spoken to a customer that way. He told me to come and get my shit out of his shop. He told us we would be in our house by superbowl, 5 weeks ago. I talked to the guy we bought the materials from and he is going to talk to him. I did not like the guy from the minute he walked into my house. It has taken all of my restraint to not rip him a new one. I want my material, Derrick thinks the guy ruined them last night, and I am going to have someone else do it. I don't want the asshole in my house. To top it all of he was drunk appearantly when he was talking to us. That means that he was drinking at 12:30 in the afternoon. No wonder he can't get anything fucking done. Then this morning, I am driving to school and get pulled over. I got a warning, and I have to find my insurance card. NOT MY WEEK. On the up side my appliances are in and they look awesome. I am so excited, but no counters. Everything else will be done today, counters, tile around the tub, and backsplash have to wait and we can't move in. THIS SUCKS!!!! AF needs to get here so I can stop being bitchy, teary eyed, and everything else. I am going home after work and doing laundry and going to bed.