I Did Good

I must say "I did good" this afternoon, and I had a great day.

The day starting off with Loni and me going to Frisco to the Farmer's Market.  It was a nice cool morning, and I enjoyed walking around and talking to the vendors. I really liked the band that was playing over in the corner, Dr. O's Medicine Show.  I ended up buying some very nice fresh green beans and filberts for me, honey sticks and triple chocolate cake for the youngest since I was expecting him home.

After a brief stop at Lowe's, it was home for the morning and to wait for the boy to come home so he could do a few chores for me and then get his treats.

Around 1:00 P.M. I received a text that the boy was not coming home.  Bummer. I texted back and asked if he wanted dinner at Red Lobster, and received a yes.  I few messages back and forth with Loni and an early dinner was planned.  

I had Loni text the youngest once I picked her up to ask his apartment number and tell him I would be entering the apartment bringing gifts. The oldest has lived in this apartment for over a year and I have not seen it, and I never bothered to see where the youngest lived all last year, so I thought it was time to check it out.

I was quite surprised when we arrived at the apartment to find my oldest and his girlfriend there.  I though they were at her apartment this weekend in another city.  I immediately invited them to dinner too, and they accepted.  I told them I wanted a tour of the apartment first which sent the oldest into a frenzy.  

This is where "I did good."  Oh my goodness.  I can't even begin to discuss all the things that made me want to scream in that apartment.  The kitchen alone ... well let's just say I am shocked I didn't end up in the back of an ambulance with an oxygen mask on from hyperventilating, which is what I do when I am overwhelmed by disastrous  messes.  Now Loni and I have been saying all along it would be like Oscar and Felix in that apartment, but "oh my."  

The youngest's room looks like he lives in a prison cell.  Bare minimum of belongings.  Closet extremely neat.  Bathroom smelled like Clorox, no whisker shavings any where.  Other than being dark, it wasn't horrible.  

The oldest's room, bathroom, and closet ... it is better I do not described what I saw, but "I did good" and kept my mouth shut.

We had a lovely dinner at Red Lobster with fun conversation.  I will admit to asking the boys if they needed garbage bags.  They said they had some.  "I did good," by not asking them if they knew how to use them.  It was on the tip of my tongue though.

After dinner there was a side trip to JoAnn Fabrics where the oldest, his girlfriend and I went in, and Loni and the youngest stayed in the car.  To purchase enough items to get my $5.00 discount, I bought a hanging kitchen towel decorated with candy corn, gag housewarming gift for one of the oldest's friends (guy hates candy  corn).  As we were going out to get back in the car, the girlfriend told the oldest he should get a hanging towel for his oven door in his kitchen.  His reply was "I have one hanging on there."  This is where I wasn't so good.  I asked him "How would you know."  He looked at me and said "You couldn't resist could you?"  My reply was "Come on now, I've been really, really good, but you didn't actually think I would be able to leave you without at least one comment."

I predict I will have nightmares about that apartment tonight and many nights ahead.  At least it wasn't as bad as the one where the oldest lived with 3 of his friends.  I went to the door there one time and when Stewie opened the door all I could see was a huge pile of full black garbage bags.  The dumpster was not close to the apartment, so even though they bagged the garbage they did not take it out.  I told Stewie to send the oldest out, then I turned around and left.  I never went to the door of that apartment again.   

Thank goodness the youngest isn't a slob too.