Post by greenmonkey1 on Oct 30, 2017 13:46:53 GMT -5
judyblume14 I had a similar experience with window companies. Except they would not even come if both DH and I were not there. Seriously, I make the decisions - DH does not care in the least. I could easily collect the information, make a decision, run the decision by DH, then get it done. But no, we both have to be there for the spiel. Which, like you, would be from 6-8 with 3-kids. Because I can really pay attention when I am parenting three kids 5 and under. Hence, we do not have new windows yet.
mae0111, You're allowed to be upset that the plans presented to you were not at all what the actual plans would be, even if it was cool in the moment regardless. You signed up for something very different - and your sister was pretty selfish to take the good, indoor seats too! Who does that without disclosing up front what the deal is?!
mae0111, I would be annoyed too. Yes you got great seats and got to meet players but basically your sister stuck you out in the rain and chaperoning your nephews. The least they could have done is rotated the suite tickets after halftime so you weren't stuck babysitting the whole game and could warm up. Next time she offers an amazing opportunity I would want all the specifics before agreeing.
Post by judyblume14 on Oct 30, 2017 14:44:46 GMT -5
Yes - greenmonkey1! The company that's coming tonight, and the one that came Friday night (dear God, we're lame), would only make an appointment if both decision makers were there. Dicks. Like you said... if you want both pof us at the table, you get to have both of our kids there, too! You're welcome!
judyblume14 that’s my least favorite part of house projects. And my DH always insists on getting way more quotes than we need to make an informed decisions, then asks a million non-relevant questions just to see what they have to say. Meanwhile 2 hungry kids are freaking out that dinner isn’t ready.
Post by judyblume14 on Oct 30, 2017 21:16:07 GMT -5
OF COURSE the roofers called to say thery were running late and wouldn't make the 6:00 appointment. Which pissed me off, because in anticipation of having to be home by 6, I was up at 4:15 am to go to the gym BEFORE work.
They showed up at 7:30pm. Bed time. While the baby was losing her mind. Then, as I was putting the 3yo to bed, she flipped her shit because I didn't have the exact right amount of toothpaste on her tooth brush. Which led to a meltdown. Her screaming, me screaming, H leaving the roofers downstairs to come up to help me, but actually making things worse. Etc.
Finally, they gave us their spiel. I actually liked them. They were really no bullshit.
And then they presented their offer. The highest of the 5 we've been quoted. Because, of course.
Post by greenmonkey1 on Oct 31, 2017 5:23:21 GMT -5
judyblume14 I am so sorry, that sounds awful. At least you have all your quotes now?
I have to imagine yours are not the first kids to give their parents problems during a roofing/window spiel. Makes me double down on my wonder as to why it is so common for those companies to require both decision makers to be available for the spiel. I mean really, I could functionally buy a whole house without DH present (except for the signing), and nobody would bat an eye. What is so special about roofs and windows that both parties need to suffer through the pitch?
Good luck with your roof and hopefully today is a perfect day.
I know in DH’s case his ex tried to have a roof ripped off because she didn’t like it. So I bet there are tons of crazy people who pull things like that. It’s insane.
Vent: We have 18 families coming over tonight. It will be raining. I cannot find the plates I bought. The garage door broke and DH “rearranged” all the holiday tubs. I sent an SOS to a friend because I have six hours of conference calls this afternoon.
2chatter, DH rearranged the tubs in our attic, and I am still missing the new coat I bought for DD on sale last spring. He thinks that he helped, but he killed my system.
Also, it's 27 degrees here today, nothing like trick or treating in a winter coat....
phdmomma - the worst is the unhelpful helping! They mean well but it just ... makes it worse.
Also DH just told me he can’t empty the dishwasher today because we are getting the new garage door. He saw my face (I was speechless) and said he would do it. I mean come ON, there’s a crew of garage door guys out there - watching them through the window does not count as an activity!! 😂
Post by mustardseed2007 on Oct 31, 2017 9:05:32 GMT -5
Tuesday vent: I have a mediation today at 9:30. I kept thinking over and over again that it's at 9-even made my assistant call the mediation and call our outside attorney...I was wrong.
And what time do I show up this morning? 8:40 BC I was STILL thinking it was 9am. Because I'm totally stupid.
Vent: people have started dropping things off for the party. DH pointed out AFTER one of DD’s friends’ moms dropped her costume and one of my friends dropped off plates that I am in my shirt for tonight with short shorts and furry bootie style house shoes. I look like an idiot.
I've created a monster. Told MIL about the gluten thing. She's now making a gluten free feast for dinner tonight. Lasagna, mac and cheese, brownies... all gluten free. Honestly, chicken and veggies would be fine, and would probably taste a hell of a lot better than weird gluten free pasta concoctions. She's decided she'll go gluten free with me, since she probably has it too. *head desk*
Post by erinshelley21 on Oct 31, 2017 14:21:34 GMT -5
DH is in a sour-puss mood. His grandpa called him yesterday to see if he would take him up the VA because he wasn't feeling right. They spent ALLLLL dya in the ER and his grandpa finally got to a room around 9, so about 11 hours after being there. DH had to run some stuff back up to him today. He's basically been moping around all day that he lost the last 2 days of his 4 days off (which was really 6 since he took last Friday off giving him an early start to it). I'm getting really tired of the pity party he is throwing and hope it ends before it comes to a screaming match, which we have never had but I have this feeling that this might be the first if he doesn't snap out of it.
Tuesday vent - I need coffee (DS was up 3 times last night) but the coffee in the office is disgusting and it's pouring rain out. Of course my car is parked as far away from the door as you can get in our parking lot and I don't have an umbrella