hell and rain

14 days til the Todd concert!!!!!
Stopped raining....FINALLY! Sky is blue. AAAAAAH: find it hard to get motivated when the sky is lazy grey.16 years ago, when I moved to the UK, every time it rained I put on my pyjamas watched a movie and ate popcorn. By the way popcorn is not a skinny food I gained 20 pounds. Though eating 6 cups a day + chocolate buttons might not be a Weight Watchers recommendation.
After 6 months D said to to me " It's raining, it rains alot here. Get dressed. Get out of the house and GET ON WITH IT!!!! ( he didn't yell at me. he never yells. he is english and reserved. the first time we had sex I thought "oh yah baby that was amazing. WOW."it was rather fiery, I asked D what he though and he said "Hm lovely." so he didn't yell but said it with a bit more feeling than "pass the butter, please.....but not much more. I joke but I love D. He's just extremely different to me. I am "wheeeee how exciting, whoo hoo, how pretty and sparkly, shiny oooooooooo and he is "hm lovely".
OK had to get up to wash dishes and do a load of laundry and the sky tricked me. It is NOT blue anymore but white an early stage to lazy grey.
Have so much to do today. D is out of town for 3 days tomorrow and have to get school clothes washed, kids and my homework done and tidy the house so it is clean for the week and I can ignore ,avoid and procrastinate doing housework for another 7 days.
I think housework belongs in the
"WHAT I BELIEVE IS HELL " list. Like
-filling icecube trays,
-listening to fishing or golf on the radio.
-making photocopies and stapling them together
-vacuming
-only baths.
-people who don't park properly in a designated space.
-who don't get as close as possible to the car in front or behind when parking on the road
-dating men with hair on their back
-requirement by law to wear white shoes with black tights all year long
-the only song on the radio is Feelings played on the harp or pan pipe
-the only word to come out of peoples mouth is "mummy" but not just mummy but MUMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE in a whiney campaigning "I'm going to die right now if you don't listen to me voice" the vocal version of a dogs eyes at the dinner table. you know the eyes" please feed me I haven't been fed in years and if you give me just one little scrap I will be okay and I will never beg for anything again...I promise...pleeeeeeeeease just one teeny weeny beeny little scrap from your table. you have so much and i am only a dog,your best friend. I love you no matter what even when you fart and blame it on me...pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeese one measly taste."
Which brings me back to Mummeeeeeeeeeee if you buy me this I promise I won't ask for anything ever again. ever. ever. I promise. really this time I promise....ever again.
Okay so I digressed somewhat. I am not cranky and not everything bugs me. So much more to write about hell but might I say in Heaven there is Jello with every meal.
I have to go and DO something now H and T are both awake...no more quiet am now launched into my day.