First off they enjoy working, and I mean working hard and there is something to be said about that but the down side is they never stop. When they are finished with one project they create new absurd projects so they have something else to be working on. I should have know early on to expect some of this when I visited their house and discovered they had 3 shed's. There are only two of them living there (roughly 2500 sq ft home) and they have a full basement and attic. What are we storing?
They have built a back deck, a gazebo off the back deck, a deck off the upstairs off the back of the kitchen (because walking down to use the grill was too far). Then they decided that once they put the table and chairs out on the deck upstairs with the grill there wasn't enough room to hang out. And we cant have that, no one ever comes to visit so when they do we sure wouldn't want them to feel close to each other on the back porch. So now they've built an 8 foot extension on the deck upstairs so there are roughly 300sq ft of deck space elevated 20ft in the air so they can grill and eat out side once a summer. They literally have 2000 sq ft of exterior deck space and when asked last weekend hows the gazebo was told. We haven't used it for two years. . . WHAT?
They have also painted the whole house interior at least 3-4 times in 10 years. The last time they did such a terrible job selecting colors (wouldn't want to ask your graphics-art-minor-son-in-law if colors match). The kitchen colors instantly induced nausea and not the mild that doesn't look good kind I mean, wow this is my 10th tequila shot feeling. For some insane reason the kitchen was a green (a Tums color chalky green) and pink (pepto pink) with Gray cabinets. . . they painted the cabinets themselves, one because they dont make grey cabinets this ugly for a reason and two because its hard work so might as well torture yourself while creating a masterpiece of ugliness. Don't ever get me started on cabinets, the job we started with them on our old house almost ended my marriage and in retrospect maybe should have sent me packing or at least suggesting we move far away.
Hard workers are great they are what got this country where it is but hard work with no one at the steering wheel gets out of hand. Lucky for us when they get really bored and want to see their daughter they offer to do stuff around our house. I don't think I could get my parents to cut the grass if it were 2 feet tall (i wouldn't ask them in the first place and they enjoy relaxing and know how to do it). Her parents would offer even if I just finished cutting it. Now some would say "man you got it made", "jump on it", "that's awesome", etc. Those people have not experienced it.
What makes things better is once they do something for you it's like you owe them.Nothing really they just act like you owe them something but never ask for anything just mention every visit. "Since we painted your nursery, can you move some bricks for me." Your 80 years old, i'll move them because your my father-in-law and its not a big deal but bringing up what you did for me makes me wanna tell you to f off. Since my parents raised me much better than that I bite my tongue and move on to brick relocation.
Even as I type this i'm actually working later than I have in 2-3 weeks to avoid them. When I do get home I'll go chainsaw some branches that are in the back yard in 98 degree heat (risking life and limb) to avoid sitting in an air conditioned room with a paint fume buzz around those two.
Ugh. I think I just gagged.
Happy Thursday folks. Baby is due in 11 days and Doc says he'd expect to see her go into labor next Thursday or Friday. Which works perfect since i'm still hoping to make it to Fed Ex field and back to watch the Hokies play Boise State. Happy Labor day weekend!
