Let's Play Uber!

Perhaps because her partners in crime were away tonight things were a lot less muddy and messy tonight compared to yesterday where I didn't want to go near her.

After dinner she wanted to play outside. The problem I have with this is twofold:

a: I have other stuff to do and b: I am not in her head. I don't understand what she wants me to do exactly so it's frustrating for both of us as she's got this whole scene in her head with barbies and dragons and god knows what else but I just want to play ball or push her on the swings.

Tonight it all worked out though and we settled on sidewalk chalk as the primary play for the evening. We figured we might as well enjoy the good weather while we can because pretty soon it's going to be dark at 5pm and "I'm bored" starts.

We decided to play Uber. First, we had to draw a car to uber in:

She steps into the drivers seat first and starts to pretend to drive. Vroom vroom.

She has determined we are going to Niagara Falls tonight and so we get there and she drops me off at the "sleep hotel" at the Falls.

"Get out" she says.

This is pretty much the end of our game and it's pretty true to life to real uber driving. I had to tell somebody to get out today as a matter of fact. I drove you to the destination - we're done - our relationship is over. I am not waiting for you to book another ride because you can't figure out how the uber app works.

After getting our Ubering done we played baseball and for somebody who has sadly inherited the genes of BW and I she's actually quite skilled for her age. She's no Olympic athlete but she actually hit some strikes - as she called them. She also called the misses the spares. Baseball or bowling - it's all the same to her.

Today was library day at school so she came home with a book on Mastiff dogs of all things. According to the book I read tonight these dogs are practically untrainable which is good to know. We're never getting a Mastiff.

The Basement

In the real basement where it's full of dust and cobwebs is where I have moved my office and computer while we get dried out and put back together in my actual man cave/office. This small space was BW's library of books at one point but one weekend when she was away I moved all her books and bookshelves down a level and commandeered the space for my man cave. I'm nice and thoughtful like that.

Also, it's easier to ask for forgiveness than permission.

Today I found a free desk at the side of the road up the street. When I told BW she's like "I don't need any more crap in the house".

It's not crap. It's a free computer desk that I am using as I write this. This is upcycling - the hipsters would be proud of me. Besides, it was free. I was about to go to Home Depot and see if I could find a hunk of wood. This was cheaper. She should be happy about my find. I guess we see things differently.

As far as the status goes on the home office dry out and repair I can report that our new sewer piping seems to be working as it should and we have had no more leaks. The remediation team picked up all their fans and we're just waiting on the contractors to start now that things are dry down there.

This is the floor color this time around:

Then I can start moving back into the office. I'm still hanging onto my free desk though - you never know when I might need it.

Until next time,

TH and Co.