Last Weekend of Just We Two

Arrived home from the week that felt never ending shortly after 4 yesterday afternoon.  Looking forward to a nice, quiet evening with my best beloved - dinner of chicken, rice and green beans and maybe opening a bottle of wine from our order. 

Instead, I was greeted with 'kids are due here anytime'.  Really?  Hmm....that was a complete surprise.  We'd never discussed them coming over - but oh well.  Learning to roll with it is my specialty so I adjusted. 

We decided to treat for In & Out 'cuz we truly had nothing available to feed six people -

Two and half hours later (close to 7), they arrived.  I will never understand their lack of any concept of time.  The only 'save' at this point is:  in one week's time, they will be HERE all the time so that should decrease the waiting around for them time. 

It did decide one thing for me, though - we are going to 'eat/shop' separately in terms of meals.  They will have their refrigerator and we will have ours (pretty much).  They shop and plan for them and we shop and plan for us.  We don't have to wonder how many will be here and when we'll be eating 'cuz we're just going to keep scheduling and cooking for 'just the two of us'.  If/when all six of us (or four of us when the kids are with their dad), we can always decide to cook and eat together and/or eat out now and then.  But nightly?  Not happening.  The kids have a lot of activities and their schedule is totally unknown to us - and that's not including the chaos of their shared custody which is the weirdest, most convoluted 'arrangement' two divorced people could ever come up with.  But it is what it is.  And none of it is 'our' problem.

They are (supposedly) arriving back here late this afternoon to drop off some boxes of stuff and to work through some paperwork stuff related to the Mariner.  R. announced to J. last week 'by the way, I don't have car insurance at the moment'.  WTF?  Her ex had removed her from their policy - so she had to get it reinstated on her current car (the CRV that's barely running) so she could transfer the coverage over to the Mariner when she takes possession.  J. had to move all the DMV appointments he'd set up while she did that - and today, we are hopefully going to see proof of insurance and policy limits.  If she's not maintaining enough coverage to pay off the car to the lien holder (us) in the event of an accident, then we're not selling it to her.  Period. 

On a happier note, my paycheck is going to be $260 higher each month thanks to Mr. Trump.  (I refuse to call him President Trump based on his lack of any character, morals or leadership skills that warrant that designation).  I'm calling it Trump Funny Money and J. (bless his heart) agreed that I can have some of it for fun money - at least for a few months.  After that, it will either go back to the IRS ('cuz it's not like we're not going to owe for the 2018 tax year - we owe every year, without fail) or add it to our monthly savings amount and move it to our brokerage account monthly. 

I'm hoping I can use it in Reno in a couple weeks and hit a big one.  Wouldn't make me like him at all (nothing ever will) but...it would be cool. 

Chloe is snoring loudly.  J. is upstairs working on packing up and tidying B.'s room to get ready for T. to move in.  I'm heading upstairs shortly myself to start culling out the bathroom cupboards and work on emptying the playroom as much as I can. 

Big events with lots of adjustments on the horizon.  I sure hope I'm up for this.  I have no choice but to be...but....well....we'll see how it goes. 

It's beautiful here today - blue skies, crystal clear - cold.  But pretty.  Hoping to also spend some time outside tidying up - wet weather keeps us from tidying weekly so when there's blue skies, we have to make the most of the time available. 

Have a great weekend!