No really. There is only so much of this I will take before someone loses an eye. As in, no more.
We got home Sunday afternoon. Today is the first time I have been able to get on my computer because every time I come in this room a certain overly hairy and rather sloppy house guest of relation to my husband has his ass parked in front of the screen downloading various Dungeons and Dragons sort of games on my computer. Games which I will spend weeks trying to purge once he leaves because gah!
Did I mention he is nearly 40?
And that he seems to prefer these games to his very lovely wife?
And that he is perhaps deaf which could be the only acceptable reason for why my TV is on full blast 24 hours a day?
And that he comes into the kitchen at 1, 2 and 3 am for a 'midnight snack' and manages to wake everyone else up every time?
A 'midnight snack' I end up having to scrape off my fine dinnerware in the morning because he has not bothered to rinse off the plate?
Plates I am now missing two of?
And the mess. Just crap everywhere.
Yes, we are in fine shape here.
Or we will be once I kill the man.
They went... somewhere. I don't know when they'll be back, just that they will since his stuff is everywhere.
Do you think it would be rude to throw all of his belongings in a box and set it on the curb?